(Originally published on Xanga.)
During snuggle time last night Natasha kissed me, snuggled into my side and said, “Thank you for staying home with me.”
I still wonder if she understood what she was saying.
That was a thank-you about ten years earlier than I’d expected.
Jay has taught the girls to thank me for dinner. It is both adorable and gratifying to hear them thank me, especially in front of visitors. I am seeing the fruit of one thought-full, intentional teaching, and it’s rather inspiring for future work.