12 January 2007

Tiny blessings

I was telling my daughter what to do, as I sometimes think I must do (whether this is true is a matter for another conversation entirely), and she retorted quickly and certainly, "Mama, this is my house, too, and I am sitting up here on this spot," which of course was the place I had just told her not to sit.

And far from being angry I just grinned. I am grateful every day that this child feels so secure in her house, and so secure with us that she can say what she believes and needs. Nor is she as fragile as I tend to think, too. And why not let her sit up on that perch? No one else is using it, for heaven's sake! The rest of us are all busy wearing out the same old spots on the couches and chairs.

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