when she who loves to hear stories about when she was a baby climbs up the stool to wash her painted hands and she practically gasps saying, "mom! it's actually clean up here!" and you laugh at her honesty and laugh that it's been so long since you cleaned the bathroom counters that she's happily surprised and somehow in your warped thinking you decide that not cleaning the bathroom for this long was a good choice because look at the joy she has now!
let love and faithfulness never leave you. bind them around your neck write them on the tablet of your heart