One of my favorite books from childhood is called “Just for You.” It stars a shaggy little creature who has a tendency to goof up everything he touches, but that doesn’t keep him from trying. He tries to take a nap just for his mommy, but the bed is too bouncy and he ends up jumping on the bed instead of sleeping. He tries to mow the lawn just for his mommy, but he can’t reach the handle. On and on the story goes, and he gets more and more discouraged that all his attempts to give his mommy a … Continue reading →