My six year old Cutie Bug sat on the chair while daddy's hands moved through her hair in a comforting, gentle manner. When he stopped to get back to reading his book, she piped up, "Dad, don't stop - I like it when you play with my hair." Seeing that dad was busy, 3 year old Little Man picked up where his dad left off. He reached up and put his hands through his sister's hair, showing his love for her. Earlier that day, the baby's cries filled the room as I cleaned up the kitchen. He had hurt himself and sweet four year old Missy ran to his comfort. She found his nuk and put it in his mouth while uttering calming words. The baby quieted instantly at her caring touch. A girl at school was being treated poorly by her classmates, so Cutie Bug worried about this hurtful behavior. She decided to befriend the girl and stay away from those conversations of unkindness. In each instance, my children have displayed the treasure that is within. Glittering in the light o...
Monk: One who lives in solitary self-denial Mommy: What a child calls the woman who gave him/her birth MommyMonk: A woman attempting to find inner solitude in the daily self-denial of motherhood