When my son was a baby and toddler, we had precious moments everyday. He was so playful and full of life. However, as he became more stressed about the pressures at school and demands on him, the precious moments dwindled. And, they were replaced with fighting him to get up for school, because he stopped wanting to go, as well as fighting him to do his homework. Then, there was fighting to get his chores done. Parched for precious moments this evening, I began to corral him towards the stairs to ascend to his bed, when he turned to me grabbed my hands and began to dance the waltz. My first instinct was to become his drill sergeant and bark orders at him, but I looked down into his twinkling blue eyes and realized that this was one of those rare precious moments. So, I took his hands and twirled with him around the dining room, delighting in his laughter. His face became full of his elflike mirth that I have missed for the past couple of years. For a moment, he was totally free like he was as a toddler. When our dance was finished, he kissed me and was off to bed. What are your precious moments with your children?