I forget sometimes to ask permission before hugging a sweet little child. No, don't call the cops - I am not a weirdo or deviant...sometimes they are just so precious I want to hug them or pat their head.
We are honored to work to work with some kids at our church in the music program. Last Sunday I said "good job your name here" to the child and gently
ruffled her hair her without thinking. Then I came to my senses and said "I hope you didn't mind that I ruffled your hair" and she said "no, I like you Mrs. Snyder". (awwww) I decided to find out who her Mom was and introduce myself;. The Mom said it was okay but that from now on I will have to pay her a dollar a week for the pleasure of being nice to the kid. ha ha ha.
We are honored to work to work with some kids at our church in the music program. Last Sunday I said "good job your name here" to the child and gently
ruffled her hair her without thinking. Then I came to my senses and said "I hope you didn't mind that I ruffled your hair" and she said "no, I like you Mrs. Snyder". (awwww) I decided to find out who her Mom was and introduce myself;. The Mom said it was okay but that from now on I will have to pay her a dollar a week for the pleasure of being nice to the kid. ha ha ha.
It is worth the price!
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