My 3-year-old niece, who can read letters but not words, read the letters on her car seat.
Niece: “W. A. R. N. I. N. G.”
Mom: “What does that spell?”
Niece: “Seat. Pink Seat.”
… later my niece was reading the word on my daughter’s bracelet.
Niece: “L. O. V. E.”
Daughter: “What does that spell?”
This past month has been one where I’ve felt a little lost, even while I felt like I knew exactly where I was going. I did all the ‘right’ things; crossing all the T’s and dotting all the I’s but I felt a little empty and inadequate at the end of every day. Too much on my plate and no brakes to say ‘no.’ I was sorry every week to miss the opportunity to say ‘Hey’ to you guys.