i put these things in my mouth.
often.
so sweet
and suculent.
and a fantastic way to elicit great grins
and giggles.
last night we visited some sick kids.
one in a mental hospital on suicide watch.
one in children's awaiting her second round of chemo.
both girls.
both 14 years old.
both needing so much hope.
as i watched mr.e bounce and kick and squeal this morning
seemingly filled with great hope for a perfectly bright future,
i had to wonder what trials he might encounter as a 14 year old
when i will no longer want to chomp on his toes,
but will still have every desire to make him smile.