I had offered to watch my 3- year-old daughter Mary, so that my wife could go out with a friend. I was getting some work done1Mary appeared to be having a good time in the other room. But suddenly it got a little too2and I shouted out, "What are you doing, Mary?" No response. I3my question and heard her say, " Oh… nothing." Nothing? I was eager to know what "nothing"4?
I got up from my desk quickly and5out into the living room, then I told her to turn around. She6. I pulled out my big, mean, authoritative Daddy7, " Young lady, I told you to turn around!"
8, she turned toward me. In her9was what was left of my wife's new lipstick(口红). And every square inch of her face was10with the colour of bright red!
As she looked up at me with11eyes, lips trembling. It was just a matter of my picking out which old12I was going to use on her so that she would know what a13girl she had been. But before I could let loose, I14at the sweatshirt my wife had put on her only an hour before. In big15it said, "I AM A PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL!" I looked back up into her tearful eyes and16seeing a bad girl who didn't listen, I saw a child of God… a17little angel full of worth, value and a wonderful nature.
"Sweat-heart, you18beautiful! Let's take a19so Mommy can see how special you look." I took the picture and thanked God that I didn't20the opportunity to make sure what a perfect little angel he had given me.
