My 3-year old is better than me at some things. Yes, it’s tough to admit. I so often focus on what I need to be teaching my daughter, it’s easy to overlook what she teaches me.
As we were having lunch one day, I asked her if she wanted her favorite lunchmeat, salami. Out of her mouth came three words I had never before heard her utter, “No, thank you.” As I picked my jaw up off the floor, I asked her where she had heard that. “From myself, Mama.”