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The Good, The Bad, and The Hilarious of Parenting

What Blessing May You Miss?

on March 20, 2012

How many of you still like to write and draw on the condensation that appears on the car windows early in the morning?  My oldest daughter does it almost daily.  She will write her name, good morning, or draw a smiley face.  I know that some adults fuss because they don’t want smudges or fingerprints on the glass, but it always makes me smile, and I would never tell her to stop!! 

Condensation on a Window in Wexford, Ireland F...

Condensation on a Window in Wexford, Ireland Français : de la condensation sur une vitre en Irlande. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This morning my husband took Fa to school, and they left before I did.  I got in my car and started backing up.  I looked to my right out of the passenger window and there I saw a note that said “I like you Mom.”  Fa had followed in her Sissy’s footsteps and wrote in the condensation on my car, and it made me laugh and cry all at the same time!  It really filled my bucket!

First, it made me laugh because she said like and not love.  I am telling myself that she doesn’t know how to spell love yet! 

Second, it made me cry because she likes me!!!!  That means a lot to me!!

Now what if I had been one of those people that always fussed at K for writing in the condensation?  Fa would never had learned that nifty little trick, and I would have never received such a great gift early this morning.  So, before you fuss at your kids (or someone else’s) over something so trival as leaving a note in the condensation, think about the blessing you may miss!

 

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4 responses to “What Blessing May You Miss?

  1. Brenda Henley says:

    Gina, that reminds me of something my Grandma told me. I have thought of it so often through the years. I used to help her clean, when I was a teenager. One day as I was cleaning the fingerprints off the glass door of her hutch where she kept the hundreds of souveniers her grandchildren and children brought back to her from trips, she said, “I hate to wipe away those little fingerprints, because one day they will no longer be there, as the children grow up so fast. Someday you’ll understand how I wish I still had my children’s fingerprints to wipe off.” She was the sweetest person in the world and never complained about the mess we made. Were it not for her patience with me, I would never have learned to cook.

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