Please, Mom and Dad . . .
My hands are small.
I don’t mean to spill my milk.
My legs are short.
Please slow down so I can keep up with you .
Don’t slap my hands when I touch something bright and pretty. I don’t understand.
Please look at me when I talk to you. It lets me know you are really listening.
My feelings are tender
Don’t nag me all day. Let me make mistakes without feeling stupid.
Don’t expect the bed I make or the picture I draw to be perfect.
Just love me for trying.
Remember I am a child, not a small adult.
Sometimes I don’t understand what you are saying.
I love you so much. Please love me just for being me – not just for the things I can do.