Friday, February 17, 2006
Budding Character
My son is developing his character.
I see compassion as his strongest gift. Yesterday, his sister slammed her finger in the basement door. When she screamed,
we both ran to her. While I was trying to assess the damage, my son was soothing her. My daughter then 
turned away from me, and gave her brother a hug as tears streamed down her face. He gently calmed her and kissed her forehead. I was floored! Wasn't this the same kid that was fighting with his sister over the Gamecube earlier in the day? He stood firm under the pressure; and at that moment, I saw him as a young man and not a boy.
ΒΆ Friday, February 17, 2006 turned away from me, and gave her brother a hug as tears streamed down her face. He gently calmed her and kissed her forehead. I was floored! Wasn't this the same kid that was fighting with his sister over the Gamecube earlier in the day? He stood firm under the pressure; and at that moment, I saw him as a young man and not a boy.
