Truth Telling

It was my day to watch our granddaughters. I had just put 10-month-old Harper down for her morning nap. Then I came back to the living room where 2 ½-year-old Rilyn was sitting on the couch looking at a book. As I gathered her into my arms I said, “You’re tired too. I can tell because your eyes are red.” Rilyn pulled back, then put her face quite close to mine and firmly replied, “Grandma, my eyes not red! My eyes blue!”