When I was a little girl, my sister had this book called WARM FUZZIES AND COLD PRICKLIES. It was a great book that showed these furry little creatures and how life made them feel good, warm and cozy or bad, ugly, cold and prickly. Horror movies made them feel prickly while hugs made them feel fuzzy.

I'm thinking about that book today, and how smart it really was. I know that my children experience a lot of cold pricklies in their life. It's my job to try to outdo that, with so many more warm fuzzies. I'm finding that it's not always easy to do - especially when the cold prickly comes from me in the form of harsh words, or a busy attitude. And each day, I feel like my children are more precious to me than the day before so I try harder to do what's right on their behalf.

I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner, but I should share this story with them. I think it will help them label their feelings and express how circumstances make them feel. And maybe it will guide me as I buy toys for them and shop for videos. After all, I don't want to be the one responsible for bringing cold pricklies in our house! The only movies, books, and toys I want around, are ones filled with warm fuzzies.

If we take a look at all our material possessions plus the things our kid's posses, what will we find? I sure hope we find rooms filled to overflowing with warm fuzzies! And let's kick those cold pricklies out!