Ever since you were about 5 months old I knew you were a compassionate soul. You loved your soothie pacifier more than anything else in the world (except the real boob) and your eyes would light up everytime you spotted it.
One day you were happily sucking on your soothie when your dad pointed to his mouth and said, "stick it in daddy's mouth" and you did it with a smile. What sharing, what compassion, what generosity.
You've long ago abandoned your soothie (on your own thankfully, no pacifier wars in this house) and now you have a new love--food. Your favorite dish now is butter-rice with a dash of soy sauce and sesame oil. You and your dad were gulping it down like ravenous wolves yesterday while I stood nearby washing dishes.
All of a sudden I saw a little hand extending a spoonful of butter-rice toward me, gesturing for me to eat it. Awww, just melted my heart, my sweet, compassionate, generous little guy.
It's amazing how you are just tempermentally like this. There's no way we could possibly teach you, at this young age, to care about other people and want to share good things with them for no reason other than the joy of sharing. In this way you are just like your dad.
Of course, it's probably the case that you are just in a phase in which it's fun to share. In a few months, like all toddlers, you'll probably be snatching all your stuff and shouting "Mine! Mine!" But for now, you are awfully sweet.
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What a sweet little soul. I love him!
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