Every day, without an ounce of irony, Clara Horney holds my face and tells me that I am her “most special mama in the whole wide world.”
And every day, I try to bottle that sincerity and tuck it into my own heart. This may actually be the whole point of spending every day with toddlers. It’s hard to marinate in that kind of love and not be a more sincere version of yourself.
Life is hard.
Love keeps us tender.

Hold someone’s face and tell them you love them. Let yourself be sincere. It’s scary; it will probably seem cheesy; they might not respond. But it’s worth it. ‘Cause it keeps you soft. And since nobody likes a big scary world full of scary hard people, I’m gonna join Clara, and hold a few faces every day.

Love,
jessie