I....My hands are small; please don't expect
perfection whenever I make a bed, draw a
picture or throw a ball. My legs are
short; please slow down so that I can
keep up with you.
II...My eyes have not seen the world as yours
have; please let me explore safely;
don't restrict me unnecessarily.
III..Housework will always be there. I'm only
little for such a short time -- please
take time to explain things to me about
this wonderful world, and do so
willingly.
IV...My feelings are tender; please be
sensitive to my needs; don't nag me all
day long. (You wouldn't want to be
nagged for your inquisitiveness). Treat
me as you would like to be treated.
V....I am a special gift from God; please
treasure me as God intended you to do,
holding me accountable for my actions,
giving me guidelines to live by, and
disciplining me in a loving manner.
Ineed your encouragement and praise, but
not your criticism, to grow.
VI...Please go easy on the criticism;
remember, you can criticize the things I
do without criticizing me. Please give
me the freedom to make decisions
concerning myself. Permit me to fail, so
that I can learn from my mistakes. Then
someday I'll be prepared to make the
kind of decisions life requires of me.
VII..Please don't do things over for me.
Somehow that makes me feel that my
efforts didn't quite measure up to your
expectations.
VIII.I know it's hard, but please don't try
to compare me with my brother or my
sister.
IX..Please don't be afraid to leave for a
weekend. Kids need vacations from
parents, just as parents need vacations
from kids.
X...Please take me to church regularly,
setting a good example for me to follow.
I enjoy learning more about God. --
Author Unknown
This page is dedicated to my friend Cyndi who
will become a grandma very soon.
Your friend, Judy
