“Can you tell me about your mom?”

I asked a preschooler, “Can you tell me about your mom?” Here is what he shared:

My mom is 14,7 years old. She weighs 16 pounds. She is 100 inches tall. She has a little bit shiny hair. She has greenish eyes. She likes to watch the weatherman on T.V.. She likes to eat cocoa wheats and peanuts. She does not like to eat poop. She doesn’t like to climb a climbing tree and hates noise. She likes to teach me.  If I could give her anything, I would give her her own bedroom. She looks pretty when she wears nothing. Oh, I mean I don’t know what she looks pretty in. Oops!

I love her because I do.”

My mom

My mom

Asking children about their mommies has always been a fun thing to do. You never know what they may say, and you never know what you can fully believe. Just as you are thinking they are so insightful, they throw you off by telling you something you just cannot fully understand.

With a child, it is hard to tell lying from embellishing to misunderstanding to just not being developmentally ready to understand the truth. Judging people as adults, we can run into the same problems. We may like to think we know people and can understand their motives and personalities, but we really can’t.

Everyone has the ability to judge others and form opinions about who they are and what they enjoy. Everyone also has the ability to be wrong a lot.

That mommy that was described as 14, 7 years old is actually me almost twenty years ago. Some of the observations of my preschool son were not the wording I would have chosen to describe myself, yet I loved them because I do.

I want to wish all mothers a Happy Mother’s Day! May all of you reflect on what you would like to be remembered for and what you can do to make that memory a reality.

  • If someone were to describe you, what do you think would be the first things they would say?
  • What are the first things you would prefer they say?
  • What can you do to make impressions of you more what you would like reflected?
  • Will you take the time this week to talk to either your mother or another mother and tell them they are loved even if they are not fully understood?

“It is not until you become a mother that your judgment slowly turns to compassion and understanding.”
Erma Bombeck


Which mommy is the prettiest?

My preschool has a full wall of hand drawn mothers by preschoolers, and I asked,  “Which mommy is the prettiest?” One boy ran to the pictures and said, “My mom is the prettiest in the whole world!” Just then another boy ran over and said, “My mom is better than the world and is prettiest all the way to God.” Not to be outdone, the first child said, “We can just let God decide and since you didn’t talk to him today, I may just win.”IMG_3574

Mothers and beauty go together. It is wonderful to see each preschooler loving their mother and knowing she is the most beautiful person they could know. Each mother is beautiful yet no two are alike. Isn’t that the most beautiful thought? Every mother needs no one else to compare themselves to.

In my preschool, we have a set of identical twins. They look alike, and we need to look closely at their actions to determine who is who. However, when they drew their beautiful mommy, they both were very different. An outsider never would see the pictures as the same mother. As the one true mother looked at the entire class, she immediately picked out her son’s picture of her. Then in looking at the others, she was also able to pick out the other picture of her drawn by her other son. There is something about a mother that knows her children well enough that even when identical on the outside, the inside is still very distinguishable.


If we could all know people well enough on the inside and not care as much what their outside looks like, we would be on the road to being as smart as a mommy.

  • What parts of your mother are different from all other mothers?
  • What parts of your own mother do you think are beautiful?
  • When you see a mother this week, will you find some way of letting her know she is beautiful?

Happy Mother’s Day to all the beautiful mommies in the world!


“Why do you love your mom?

I asked a preschooler, “Why do you love your mom?” She looked puzzled at me and said, “That is a silly question! I love her because I do.”

Love makes a heart happy.

Love makes a heart happy.

“I love her because I do”. Do you notice that a child does not say, “I love her, but…..” or “I love her if….” A child loves because he or she just does, nothing else. What a blessing that is to experience a love that is so unconditional and so pure and so confident. As “mature adults” we often are so conditional with our love. We love our husband, but we sure would be happier if he would make dinner for us. We love our wife, but we sure would be happier if she would dress up for us and hold our hand when we go out for dinner. We love our precious children, but it sure would be nice if they would pick up their toys or if they would do their homework without reminders or if they would call us more often. The list goes on and on. We love deeply, but we are happier when or if something else goes with it.

We can all get better at loving “just because”. We can all stop our expectations and love like a preschooler. We all did it at one time in our lives. It is never too late to get back to that question that maybe is silly to answer. Loving someone “just because” is something we can all do if we give it a try.

  • Why do you love your mother?
  • When was a time you remember conditions being put on love?
  • Will you look for one person today that you can love unconditionally?
  • Will you look for some mother or mother-to-be this week to wish a Happy Mother’s Day?

“Love isn’t finding a perfect person. It’s seeing an imperfect person perfectly.”              Sam Keen