This little lady steals my heart most every day.
Between listening to her lilting medleys {of Jesus Loves Me, 3 Blind Mice, Twinkle, Twinkle…finished up with…”green means go, yellow means slow and red means stop!”} and watching her patiently and tenderly love on her {often rough n’ tumble} little brother, she just woos me with her sweetness.
She oozes compassion.
And she “mothers” me well.
When my pant-leg got caught on my hubby’s inversion table this morning and I almost wiped out on the living room floor, she tracked me down the hallway and with her most maternally-inclined voice, called…
“sweetie! Let me love on you. Are you okay? Maybe step step over it next time, okay baby?”
All the while stroking my back, with her little head cocked to the side.
{oh, this little lass is made of awesome!}
