Do you ever wonder if your children listen to a word you say? Sometimes I feel like I am talking to a brick wall or that what I say goes in one ear and out the other. Paul and I have tried hard to teach our children manners: the whole please and thank you thing. And for the most part they seem to okay with it. But I always wonder, without my prompting, will they ever be gracious when I am not around?
So today at church we were sitting in front of an elderly gentlemen when Jarom dropped some of his crayons down the back on his chair and at this man's foot. The man leaned over, picked up the crayons and handed them to Jarom. Jarom turned around, looked at the man and in the nicest little voice said, "Thank You."
I don't know why that hit me like it did, but at that moment I thought, maybe my kids actually listen to me!