When my younger daughter was about four, she was sitting at the eating bar in our kitchen/family room as I worked on meal preparation. We were involved in a conversation that I thought was going fine. But she brought me up short when she said, “Mom, I need you to listen to me with your eyes.” I realized that I’d been only half listening as I did my work, and I certainly was not looking at her and giving her my full attention.

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