Over and over, while my children were growing up, I told them "Nobody gets to be perfect."  When I made mistakes, I would own up to them, apologize and say, "Nobody gets to be perfect.  Even your Mama."

When their friends would do or say unkind things, I would explain that "Nobody gets to be perfect, not even your best friend." And I would urge them to forgive and go on with the friendship.

When they made mistakes and felt stupid, I would reassure them, "Nobody gets to be perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. Don't be so hard on yourself."And I would encourage them to admit their mistake, ask for forgiveness where needed, to forgive themselves.

In light of "Nobody gets to be perfect:" I am admitting two mistakes in my last blog post.  First, I included baby photos of my first four babies, as a part of telling the lead-up to Benjamin's birth.  And while