As my children were born,
I wanted them to be perfect.
When they were babies,
wanted them to smile
and be content playing with their toys.
I wanted them to be happy
and to laugh continually instead of crying
and being demanding.
wanted them to see the beautiful side of life.
As they grew older,
I wanted them to be giving instead of selfish.
I wanted them to skip the terrible twos.
I wanted them to stay innocent forever.
As they became teen-agers,
I wanted them to be obedient
and not rebellious, mannerly and not mouthy.
I wanted them to be full of love,
gentle and kind-hearted.
"Oh, God, give me a child like this"
was often my prayer.
One day he did.
Some call him handicapped...
I call him Perfect!!