So I have been in high favor lately where Lily is concerned. She is all about her mommy all the time. Which has taken some adjusting to by her daddy who is used to being often times the parent of favor. For about two years, he has been the one to tuck her in at night and rub her back until she falls asleep. For the past couple of months that task has fallen to me.
So we have a moment where no more talking is allowed and she is supposed to concentrate on falling asleep. Last night after that moment I felt a tap on my shoulder. Then the following conversation transpired (names and identifying details have been changed to protect the innocent).
Lily: Mommy, I have decided I don’t like Kurt’s hair. It looks like a pumpkin.
Mommy: Lily, that isn’t nice to say. Jesus wants us to only say nice things about people. Think about how hurt Kurt would be if he heard you say that.
Lily: Oh, I would never say it to him. Let’s have it be our little secret.