Hugs for All

Dear, dear baby. How do you know? You have a gift. You know how to ease pain and suffering. More than that, you seem to know just who needs your kindness and love most of all.

The man whose wife is chronically ill. The woman who suffers from migraines. The mother who had a bad day. You see the hurt, baby, and you don't hold back. I've watched you go to them, give to them your love in a long and soul-sustaining hug. You pat their backs and lay your white-blonde head on their shoulders. You smile and let them know in your own special way you love them. And their souls are filled with strength and gratitude for the unabashed way you freely give.

Never change, baby. The world needs you.

She Really IS Typical..or is she???

Madison has turned two for sure. Demanding things, throwing fits at the slightest provocation, insisting things be done "her way", whatever way a two-year old thinks is best at the time. Sure seems a lot like my boys when they were her age. As Dr. Laura said-"The most annoying thing in the world is a two-year-old."

She's still sugar and spice and everything nice, though. She's got everyone on our daily route wrapped around her finger so tight it's threatening to cut the circulation off. Seriously. We've got people waving madly and honking at us from the next lane over just to get a look from the little princess. It's been like that from day one.

The best thing about Madison is that she doesn't get a big head about all the attention. She simply loves people and shows it. And boy do they ever love her back.