How someone serves her Daddy...

For the past two mornings my hubby has come downstairs to be greeted by some "breakfast love" served up by Michaela. If you can tell by the picture...she has served up a left over pancake topped with chopped bananas, walnuts and a bit of honey, or maple syrup. The dollop on top? Butter. (Because her brother told her after the fact that Daddy liked butter on his pancakes.)

Aren't you lovin' it?! These kinds of moments make me smile. One, because I like to envision her waking up with the excitement of making her Daddy breakfast, being alone down in the kitchen, chopping up the banana, adding the pat of butter, like a snow cap, to top it off. And two, because it is the ultimate example of serving someone out of love and being joyful while doing so. Puts me to shame to think how little I serve others like this. Praying for a heart more like my daughter's...