Why I'm here. Well, one of the reasons.

William is kind of a complicated boy.  He's very sweet and thoughtful.  He's also very sensitive and emotional.  Most of all he is insightful and he just seems to always get it.  I love that about him.  The downside to that, though, is that he gets it but he's not capable of some things given he's only 3 and his abilities are that of a 3 year old.  I'm able to usually give an explantion for things that frustrate him which can quickly bring down the frustration level and disappointment.  

William and I just had one such discussion that I think I'll always remember.  He was trying to get the straw in his juice box and couldn't.  More often than not he can so he was getting pissed that he was failing this time.  He grunted and I said, "If you want me to help you, I'd be happy to."  He tried and tried and then slammed the bent straw down on the counter.  I said, "You know, God put grown ups here so that when kids get frustrated with something we can help you.  You have to ask us, though, otherwise we can't do our jobs to help."  He smiled and said, "That's why you're here!  I kinda thought so." 

I sort of felt the need to explain that we really are here for other reasons, too, but I figured it best to just leave it at that.  I didn't feel like explaining all the other reasons and I think it's ok he believes I'm here to help with problems he faces.  It is one of the best reasons I'm here if I really think about it.