Last night I heard the most powerful phrase by a little girl no more than 5 years old, “Daddy, I rubbed some dirt on it. It still hurts but I’ll go rub some more to see if it helps!”

I said more than once “Oh, that’s terrible” as pitch after pitch missed her tiny strike zone as if it required acknowledgement. In the next moment, she looked at me beaming and said “No it isn’t, you’re doing great!”