It is not your birthday or mine (yet). It is my daughter’s birthday weekend and as I watched her open her presents and blow out her candles I was a little nervous about the Pinterest recipe for a homemade owl cake I’d prepared for her party. To hear the appreciation for this hideous (to me at least) birthday cake was music to my ears.
And there it was. I realized what she exudes.
She was grateful for her cake, because she got a cake. She was grateful for all the gifts she had received; loved the cake because I made it and because I created the design.
Somewhere along the way, I taught her to be grateful. That makes me a proud mother! So I got to thinking… what life lessons our guys have taught their children that was lasting and important. Here’s what they said: