Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Empathy
As we cuddled yesterday morning, my four-year-old pinched the inside of my upper arm as hard as he could. I yelped, and he looked at me, surprised. I stuck my bottom lip out, then I said, "That really hurt, buddy." His eyes filled with tears, and he began to cry. Then he apologized for hurting me. I was dumbfounded. Apparently, my sweet son has learned empathy.
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I love learning from my children each day. Their little hearts are so full of life that they feel every little scape and bump in life.
ReplyDeleteAwww!!!! When his grandma passed away my son cried for me. He kept saying, "But she was your mother!"
ReplyDeleteBrooklyn Ann, that is so sweet. And I'm so sorry about your mom.
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