Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Are You Nice?

Lately when I seem to be less than pleasant
(like when I'm in the midst of disciplining)
Wesley will urgently ask,
"Are you nice? Are you nice, Mommy? Are you nice?"

Yesterday we were at Kroger and a scowling young man was bagging our groceries.
Wesley sized him up as he began to load our cart
and suddenly began asking him,
"Are you nice?"
over and over and over again
with no response from the bagger.

I might have been imagining things,
but I think after about the tenth time of being asked,
a small smile made its way onto his face.

Really though, how can you not smile when this face is watching you?

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