A Three Year Old's Devotion

Yesterday I was reminded of just how much love can live inside a tiny three year old body. I was upstairs folding laundry when Katherine appeared at my doorway.

"Mommy," she said, "I missed you."

Now, we have been housebound lately- Katherine, Caroline and I sharing germs, coughs and fevers. In my mind, there really hadn't been an opportunity for missing in the past few days.

"Where have I been?" I asked.

Her reply reminded me why we love our children so much, "I missed you because you were upstairs and I was downstairs."

Of course...