This morning, as I was snuggling with my two little ones, my little girl apologized sincerely for breaking a piece on my Nordic Track. It had happened about a year ago, but she remembered it when she looked at my new one, and wanted me to know she was truly sorry. I forgave her, of course. It was a sweet moment.
My almost 5 year-old son was taking in the moment, and decided he would cash in on some of the attention. "I forgive you, Mom," he says with quite a bit of drama. "What?" "I forgive you." "For what?" "You know, for the other day when you made me clean my room. I forgive you."
Oh, brother!
1 comment:
Isn't forgivness a wonderful thing? Great story, thanks for sharing it. That's the kind of story you will be able to share with your son's son.
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