More times than I care to admit I have been reminded by people that I will learn from my children, that they will teach me things I am not capable of learning on my own. One such learning moment happened today.
Liah and I were in the bathroom getting ready this morning, and out of nowhere she asked me about a friend of ours who had been having some struggles lately...Liah had noticed she was pretty sad the last time we saw her, and she wanted to know why. I told her, and that was the end of that, or so I thought.
Several hours later, Bryan came up to me, and told me that Liah wanted to know if we could give Asher to this person to help her feel better. Bryan told her we couldn't because Asher was our baby and we love him. She said something like, "I know, but I already have a baby brother, so I want to share." I was floored. She wasn't offering to give away the brother that breaks her toys, teases her, or even the brother that occasionally takes her favorite spot on the couch when she's tired. She was offering her pride and joy. Maybe that isn't that impressive to anyone other than her mother, but I seriously haven't been able to stop thinking about it. And that's just how she is with almost everything. There are too many times to count where she has given up her hard earned money, special treats, a favorite chair to someone who wanted it. She just has this uncanny gift for being completely selfless. She is a light in my life, and I love her so much.
