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February 7, 2010
Good things do come in small packages!!
So today while the hubby was taking one of our cats to the vet for a checkup I was trying to explain why I was buying things for Foster Kids to my 4 year old daughter. Explaining I used to be a Foster Kid and that my mother didn't give birth to me someone else did.
So she was like "so grandma doesn't have a love scar like you?"
So I said no she doesn't and then she replied with
"so Mommy if you were a Foster Kid and grandma doesn't have a love scar then did you come from the store?"
( Love scar refers to my c-section scar)
I explained it as much as I could without confusing her more. She now knows I was not bought in a store. So today we, as in the whole family went and dropped off our donation for Foster Kids. It's just letting our kids know they are truly blessed and we need to give our time to others who have less. It's great to teach them at such a young age. I don't know if my daughter truly understands any of this yet but I want to be a example to her and show her love can be given to strangers in the smallest ways.
So while I was cleaning up the kids playroom before the SuperBowl my daughter comes to me and quietly says " mommy thanks for helping the Foster Kids", so I whispered back, you're welcome!! Take care, Peace!!!
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