My 6-Year-Old Daughter Came Home From Aunt’s House After A Cousin Spa Day And Lifted Her Hat…

love noticing that the world notices them kindly.

She would look up at me, bashful and glowing, and say, “Mommy brushes it.”

At Easter that year, the whole family gathered at my mother-in-law Diane’s house. Ham in the oven. Deviled eggs sweating under plastic wrap. Kids running through the living room with baskets. I had spent the morning braiding Lily’s continue reading …