Stolen Moment


Yesterday at church Bug and I stopped between Sunday School and Big Church/Preaching, whatever you call it, at the ladies room. It’s a typical stop for us and Bug did her business and as I was helping her get to the sink to wash her hands she looked at me and said (in front of a packed bathroom) “Momma you are pretty.”

At the time, I was a little embarrassed, because the bathroom was packed and being called pretty is uncomfortable. Then a older lady caught me afterwards and told me how she missed those days. with her grandchildren.  Maybe the lady sensed that I was uncomfortable and wanted to remind me that it’s the innocence of children that helps us to stay real.

Fast forward to last night when I asked Bug if she knew she was pretty to which she responded, “I am no pretty, I am gorgeous!”

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