I have a soft spot for children—doesn’t everyone? But mine’s especially gooey. They’re so perfect, so little, so eager. Life is exciting to them, this new adventure, and seeing it through their eyes gives a lift to my spirits. Listening to a child laugh is better than Zoloft. I watch my nephew several times a week for a couple of reasons. One is that it helps my sister out. Another is that I love it. I love building a relationship with him and loving him. I try to keep a good relationship with all my nieces and nephews (of which there are almost 28). Mostly it has worked so far. I’ve been in all of their lives because I care about them, and they grow up knowing it.

Jesus taught:

“Suffer the little children to come unto me.”
—Mark 10:14

The Savior has always been eager to bless little ones, and we can too. We can donate to those children in need through food, toy, and book drives. We can give them a smile. We can give them time. Today, my nephew just wanted to be held. I had things I could do, but I deemed cuddling him more important (plus, we both have colds, so we kind of comforted each other).

Children give this world so much. Surely we can give them a little something in return.

Choose Joy.

—A