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Friday, August 11, 2006

A Compliment

There were two one-year-olds in the waiting room at the doctor's this morning. Their mothers had to wait a full two hours. The children played on the floor the whole time. The one wimpered quietly and wanted to go home, the other tried to humor him by playing with the balls on an incline plane or by setting up blocks. They got along nicely and the patient young mothers had a chance to try out all their newly-learned motherly competencies, in public -- and looked on with pride.

3 comments:

forget me not said...

Ah yes, the patience of mothers...young and old! Mothers are special people indeed!

Brother Lesser said...

I don't know how my mother ever survived me.

forget me not said...

Brother lesser, you must have been formidable! Mothers are equipped with radar, eyes behind the head, at least 4 sets of hands and a 6th sense that wakes us up in the middle of the night even if we here the sheets rustling. What gifts the Lord gave us!