This evening, Noah came up to me and asked
me if I would take him to Dollar General.
I asked him if he had any money and he said
he had about $1.60.
So, I agreed to take him and when Zachary found
out we were going he asked if he could go to. (Of course!)
me if I would take him to Dollar General.
I asked him if he had any money and he said
he had about $1.60.
So, I agreed to take him and when Zachary found
out we were going he asked if he could go to. (Of course!)
dime candy while Noah was walking around the store
trying to find something in his price range.
Finally he came across these Ninjas that were a dollar
a piece. As he was looking through the selections he said this:
How does a Mother handle this kind of generosity from her eight-year-old son?"I sure wish I had enough to buy one for Zach
too."
Well, after I scooped myself up off of the floor
(you see, I melted into a puddle of goo from his sweetness)
I offered to make up the difference for him.
It turned out that he only needed 8 cents but the
message was still there. He loves his brother.
What more could a mother ask for?