Mabel had had a pretty hectic day with her four-year-old. When bedtime finally came, she laid down the law and gruffly said, "We're putting on your pj's, brushing your teeth, and reading ONE book. Then it's lights out!"

The child's arms went around her neck in a gentle embrace, and she said, "We learned in Sunday school about little boys and girls who don't have mommies and daddies."

Even after Mabel had been such a grouch, she thought, "She's still grateful to have me." 

She felt the tears begin to well up in her eyes, and then the four-year-old whispered, "Maybe you could go be THEIR mommie?"