I tell you this because I wanted to tell you all about what a wonderful family I have. I mean, that's not news, they are usually great, but it's times like these that I can see the extra effort they make in order to help me feel better. For example:
Zoe has a little stuffed pony. It was a gift that spent the first few months in our home stuffed in some box in the closet. During a day of cleaning Zoe rediscovered this pony and it has not left her side since. Most days she even takes it to school where it spends the afternoon soaking up knowledge in Zoe's cubby. Bedtime can not be achieved until pony (Rainbow Dash if you are on a first name basis with her) is right where she belongs. To say Zoe loves her pony is an understatement. My first morning laid up in bed my precious daughter brought me her pony. She said,"Mommy, Pony always makes me feel better and I want you to feel better so I am going to let you have her." Zoe tucked pony in right next to me, kissed me on the check and patted me on the head. Pony stayed by my side until bedtime. To give Zoe credit, she brought me a "substitution" animal before she took Pony to her bed for the night.
Pony and my little fashionista...
As parents we feel we are always in the comforting role. Mommy's kisses are what make anything feel better (well, that and a band-aid). What we never think of is how those hugs and kisses from our precious little-ones are just as therapeutic. My back is by no means healed, but the actions of my sweet little family certainly comforted me.
Blessings to you on this beautiful day.