This happened last week:
Me (while reaching out toward Samuel who'd been working a while on getting his two shirt buttons to cooperate):
"I see you struggling with the top button on your shirt. I have trouble sometimes with my buttons, too. Want me to help? I'd like to."
Samuel (continuing to focus intently on his work): "I wemembered you said big boiys can do hawd sings."
He's four.
I'm forty three.
I grasped him and cried on his neck a little...all while he kept working til he got it.
What a mystery and wonder it is to follow the Holy Spirit on this journey of motherhood when I feel like an abyss of nothing so much of the time. A.Ma.Zing.
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