What’s In The Soul Of A Child?

A look at children and what they need to be happy…and whole.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child. I played like a child. I even thought like a child. I thought about childish things; like rainbows and muddy puddles. I danced all day to the Barney sounds until middle school because I just couldn’t let them go. I even played with dolls and combed their hair a thousand times because I wanted to be a good mom…