From Chicken Soup for the Soul Daily Inspirations for Women

March 29

My husband brought our three young children through the maternity ward, pausing to let them wave at the new mothers cuddling bundles. At my room, he beckoned them in and introduced them to their new brother.

Five-year-old Katrina fingered the baby’s thick red hair, inspected his little feet, admired his tiny ears and planted kisses on his dimpled elbow. But her coos stopped short at his wrist.

Drawing back, she pointed at the identification bracelet and frowned, “Look, Mommy. They left the price tag on!”

Carol McAdoo Rehme

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