There are lessons to be learned when they mess up and we try hard to be patient.
But sometimes...the lessons are learned when we mess up and they try hard to be patient.
That happened to me today.
And how grateful I am to have children who forgive me when i'm imperfect...like yelling at them when a gentle reminder would have done the job.
Children have this amazing capacity to love us...even when we're wrong.
Aren't we lucky?
I know I am.