When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you hang my
first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately
wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you feed a
stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind
to animals.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make my
favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little
things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I heard you say a
prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always
talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make a
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I
learned that we all have to help take care of each
other.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you give of
your time and money to help people who had nothing,
and I learned that those who have something should
give to those who don’t.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you take care
of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have
to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw how you
handled your responsibilities, even when you didn’t
feel good, and I learned that I would have to be
responsible when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come
from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things
hurt, but it’s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw that you
cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I learned most of
life’s lessons that I need to know to be a good and
productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I looked at you and
wanted to say, Thanks for all the things I saw when
you thought I wasn’t looking.’
July 13, 2008 at 8:44 pm
Dr. Lill, I will definitely be sharing this with my parents! Thanks for posting!
July 21, 2008 at 8:21 pm
Aww, sweet Eli!
October 16, 2008 at 10:21 am
Adorable photograph of Eli! That was a fun outing–having him take us on a guided tour of the Botanical Gardens! We need to do it again soon!
Love your inspirational piece, too. I hope most of that was true at our house . . .I still feel guilty about the cake thing . . .(LOL!) Maybe I’ll meet that standard as a grandmother one day! Love, Mommy