This sunny morning, Baby Madam was given a snack, and after taking a few bites, carefully broke pieces of the biscuits apart and began placing them into my mouth while I was talking.
There was something so pure about it — no hesitation, no overthinking, just the instinctive desire to share joy with someone else. It was such a tender act of love that I did not have the heart to explain that I’m trying to watch my sugar intake.
Sometimes children remind us that generosity, in its truest form, is simply wanting someone else to experience goodness with you.