There's something gratifying about a scene in which a child holds a doll and rocks her. It gives a mother a sense of awe and satisfaction, knowing she's taught them well. That was this morning. Shawn holding a doll and rocking her in his arms. Humming, and making cute little noises. The "doll" was a glow worm and sang music to him. Sweet. Then someone rattled the stove top and he threw the doll over the side of the couch on her head and dashed into the kitchen. ummm......what does that say to a mother?
Have a great day!
ER
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