It never ceases to amaze me how sweet and generous children are.
They often just act, rather than think .
One day this week, I happened to drive to a friend's house. Her little boy came out and greeted me.
Now I love this kid. He's smart, witty and has a great personality even at the tender age of eight.
Before I left, he stooped over on the lawn, picked a single dandelion, and proudly presented it to me as if it were a bucket of gold.
In essence, it meant more to me than gold. It's was a gift from his child's heart. With it came a smile that could have lit up the night sky.
Once home, I put my little dandelion in a small glass and eventually placed it on the windowsill between two cobalt blue bottles.
I love it. One glance in the direction of the dandelion makes me smile.
How could anyone put a price tag on such a gift?
WHAT DO YOU LOVE ABOUT CHILDREN?