October 9

Brady picked a small handful of wishers this afternoon as we walked to the school. He said he was saving them for me and daddy. I told him he was very sweet to think of us, but that it would be okay if he used them. So he huffed and he puffed...

... and huffed and puffed, and then huffed and puffed some more. (I think one of his little treasures hadn't quite reached full wisher maturation yet so its seeds weren't quite ready to hit the wind.)

But still, he kept going, even when it was hard and frustrating; even when his desired outcome took some extra effort, he pushed onward.

And I think there's a lot of value in that: even when things are tough, keep going, and know that eventually, you'll be rewarded for your patient persistence.