Handprints

My children cannot resist a clean mirror.  If one is within their reach, they feel it their duty/obligation to either lick, rub their nose or place their hands upon it.  This week, I learned to love the handprints my children leave on our clean mirrors.  This week, I saw this and instead of groaning, I thought about how precious little hands are.    

As I stared at it, I felt my heart grow.  I love my children so much.  

I'm so glad motherhood, fatherhood and ETERNAL families are part of The Plan.  

I'm grateful for experiences which turn greasy smudges into little reminders that there are happy children in our home ...