When I was seven years old, my mom bought me a pair of lavendar double velcro tennis shoes. I wanted them so badly, and when she caved and let me have them–beautiful purple ones, not sensible white lace-ups like most practical mothers would purchase–I remember feeling loved. And as I held my feet up to admire them in the back seat on the way home that day, I remember smiling. “She must really love me. She got me purple tennis shoes.”
Hope my Cubby-cub touches your heart tonight too!