I wonder, as a mom, how many times in the last few weeks alone, I have asked myself, what am I doing wrong?  I have even recently asked it aloud to a close friend of mine. She gets sassy. What am I doing wrong?  She gets mean to her brothers or friends.  What am I doing wrong?  She is disobedient.  What am I doing wrong?  She challenges all the consequences.  She doesn’t eat.  She ignores me.  She shuts me out. What am I doing wrong?!?! Why is that always where my mind goes?! Last night, I was given a beautiful glimpse of something else. There was a HUGE pile of clothing on my bed that needed folding. After finishing up the dinner cleaning, I remembered about this pile and I sulked upstairs to finish yet ANOTHER chore.  Much to my surprise – this is what I found! Not only was the clothing folded but it was mostly put away.  I asked baby girl if she did that. She told me that she saw I needed …