Ryan and I went to dinner tonight to celebrate his 35th birthday. All was amazing until several tables were more concerned about having a "quiet evening" than loving their neighbor.
At what point in life do we move from micro-managing and raising littles to being embarrassed by other Little's loudness, crazy, and mannerisms?
To to the mom of the "3 Littles": One day you will be on the other side of the room- May you pull up a chair alongside the family, pay their bill, or simply give the "you got this" smile. Your the best mom for your Little's and don't EVER be embarrassed to take them in public. I could tell you a long list of moments I wanted to crawl under the table ❤
Remember we are God's hands and feet! Some may never see the love of God because we are judging instead of loving.