What a Two-Year-Old Taught Me About Love and Friendship

I teach two-year-olds, which means my days are filled with tiny shoes in the wrong cubbies, snack-time negotiations, and questions that lead to the most unexpected answers. One morning during circle time, we were practicing names. I asked one little boy, “What’s your mommy’s name?” He smiled proudly and said, “Michelle.” The class clapped, as they continue reading …