I was taking Moose and Ladybug upstairs for a nap after they had lunch, and on my way, I stubbed my toe. Hard.

I’m hopping around, saying “ow” while holding Ladybug, (and silently reminding myself not to swear in front of my little parrot), and she starts patting me and saying “hurt? hurt?”

How could I not immediately feel better after seeing my two-year-old’s display of compassion?  Her gentle spirit somehow made my toe OK.

Everyone should have a Ladybug in their life, to help soothe their hurts!