It melts my heart when the two-year-old takes the initiative and does some seemingly small and trivial thing because she wants to make mommy happy.
Like the other day. We headed out front to blow some bubbles and make some sidewalk art.
We had taken a couple of water cups outside with us, cause you don't mess around with hydration when it's around a hundred degrees at 5:00 in the evening.
We bubbled. We colored. And after some time, while seated half-way down the front walk, making yet another Mickey Mouse out of a lopsided chalk circle, Miss Priss jumped up and ran over to the water cups.
She picked up her blue sippy cup. And then, wonder of wonders, she picked up my green cup, too!
It made my heart swell with joy! My thoroughly selfish, adorable little angel was bringing my water to me. An action to benefit somebody outside of herself. A little piece of humanity peeking out for just a moment.
"Aww, are you bringing mommy's water, too? That's so NICE!.....
Oh well. She's only two. I suppose I can't give up on her yet.
Like the other day. We headed out front to blow some bubbles and make some sidewalk art.
We had taken a couple of water cups outside with us, cause you don't mess around with hydration when it's around a hundred degrees at 5:00 in the evening.
We bubbled. We colored. And after some time, while seated half-way down the front walk, making yet another Mickey Mouse out of a lopsided chalk circle, Miss Priss jumped up and ran over to the water cups.
She picked up her blue sippy cup. And then, wonder of wonders, she picked up my green cup, too!
It made my heart swell with joy! My thoroughly selfish, adorable little angel was bringing my water to me. An action to benefit somebody outside of herself. A little piece of humanity peeking out for just a moment.
"Aww, are you bringing mommy's water, too? That's so NICE!.....
WAIT A MINUTE! Are you bringing my water so YOU can drink it???"
The guilty look on her face was enough of a confession, as she tried to twist her mouth away from my straw and play it off like she was angling for her own.Oh well. She's only two. I suppose I can't give up on her yet.
