This morning in the dark of 6:15am a little curly headed girl climbed in bed next to me.
"Mama?" she whispered.
"Hmmm?" I groggily replied.
"Remember last night before bed you said you would scratch my back some more in the morning?"
"Mmm Hmm," I replied, remembering vaguely that I had told her that when I was tucking her in, so she'd let me stop scratching and go to sleep.
Suddenly her back was inches from my hands. Even though I was tired and trying to wake up enough to get my bearings, I scratched dutifully. No words, just scratching in the silence. Suddenly her tender voice cut through the darkness.
"Mama, when you scratch my back it feels like you're saying 'I love you, I love you, I love you' over and over again."
It is probably my favorite kid quote so far. What a reminder to take the time to be tender.
The little things matter more than we realize.