Such a good girl!

I had one of those moments the other day that made me think I might not be completely messing up my children. I treasure those moments and save them up to counteract the many, many moments I have when I can vividly picture them going on for hours at a time with a therapist discussing me.

At school my daughter's teacher regularly has the class draw pictures based on directions she gives them and then they write (as best they can, being Kindergartners) what it is a picture of.

The most recent assignment was "Draw something that makes you happy."

This is what my daughter drew.
Her teacher translated the caption.

What makes my daughter happy? "I am a child of God."

It is nice to know that in a world filled with violence and warfare and inhumanity, my daughter has that basic, hope-filled truth to cling to.

And on days when I am a little discouraged, I just look at this picture on my fridge and remind myself that I have something pretty spectacular to "make me happy."