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November 9, 2007 Frances Friday: Superstar 
I was picking Frances up from daycare yesterday when one of her teachers sat down on the padded red preschooler seats and told me how wonderful my daughter is. (I love those conversations. Don't you? Doesn't it just reaffirm your worth as a parent and the meaning of your life when someone who knows your child well values the good that you see in them too?) "Frances is wonderful," she said. "Today she gave me three hugs." "That's Frances." I grinned. "You're very affectionate, aren't you?" "Yeah," she said. "She is. She is so affectionate. And so caring. Whenever anyone else is sad, she is sad too," said her teacher. "I'm not surprised," I said. This went on while I zipped up her coat and helped her put her rainboots on; then she said goodbye to all her friends, and we went outside to where I'd parked the stroller, underneath an overhang to keep the rain off. On the way, we ran into parents of other daycare kids: "Oh, it's Frances!" they said, smiling and waving. As we were getting set to leave, one of her daycare friends came out, hand-in-hand with her mom. We smiled and talked a bit, and M (the little girl), turned and said, "Can I give Frances a big hug?" "Maybe tomorrow," I said. "OK!" Off she skipped. Keep in mind that I was the bully of my kindergarten class. Everybody loves her. It's not just me, her biased Mummy; or her biased family. Everybody loves her. What an incredible talent to have. Posted by Andrea at November 9, 2007 9:50 AM under Frances Friday EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments Yes, I think that is one of the greatest blessings. Beautiful soul, Frances. I am the opposite, and so is Patience. It can be a troubling life. Julie Posted by: Julie Pippert at November 9, 2007 12:46 PM
I am not surprised. I totally love Frances (and all things Frances, asifyoudidntknow) and I've never even met her. Superstar, indeed. Posted by: yankee,transferred at November 9, 2007 1:37 PM
the wonderful power of having such sweet children is how they change who we are. We will never be the same as we were before they came into our lives. I'm not the same since Frances and yourself came into my life! Posted by: LauraJ at November 9, 2007 2:02 PM
We love her too! Posted by: Miche at November 9, 2007 2:13 PM
Thank you, Laura. That is a very big compliment. Knowing you has made my life different too. Posted by: Andrea
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