raised properly

Yesterday, Heather and I spent some quality time at the nearest quick care. In the waiting room there was a girl about 3 years old. Oh! She was naughty. She wouldn't mind her mom at all. She kept repeating, "I want to draw" over and over even though her mom told her it wasn't possible. She ran from her mom, bugged other people waiting, and climbed onto the desk to get the receptionist's personal candy. The mom kept calling her "baby girl" in an effort to get her attention. A couple of times she used her name ~ Ecstasy. (I guess they felt the need to commemorate the conception with this name!)

When we finally made it to the exam room, Heather and I were talking about that girl. I asked Heather if she was going to ever act like that. To which she responded, "No, because you raised me properly."

That moment alone made the half hour wait for the nurse to come back after the exam so we could leave bearable.