The threes have been rough for our little family, and coming out of them has emerged a caring, kind, and thoughtful little girl (A). I forget about that girl sometimes, especially while dealing with her demonic self at bedtime, so when her sweet self shined through this morning, I had to tell the universe (or reddit).Yesterday morning, I was frantically trying to get something in my system for breakfast and get out the door at the same time. The pantry is bare of breakfast bars, and I mention that we're out and I'm disappointed. A helps me look in the cupboard, but of course there's none to be found.Fast forward to this morning, I'm getting her out the door to go to preschool, and I haven't mentioned eating or breakfast or bars or anything. A stops me at the door, exclaiming "Mommy! Mamere (grandma) and I found a bar for you yesterday! I put it away so I could get it for you! You wait there, I'll get it!" She runs around the corner, opens the pantry, all the while still telling me to "wait there mommy." She comes back around the corner, holding out a breakfast bar proudly. My heart just melted seeing her sweet face. I made sure to get down to her level and tell her very sincerely that she had made me so happy and that I thought she was such a kind and thoughtful person.Thanks for letting me brag. The wins seem fewer than the losses these days, and I think it's important to bask in the good times when they happen. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2EIb51b
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