Trace and I have had a lot of talks recently about people who have less then we do and how blessed we are. He's started to take notice of friends at school who have to borrow coats and hats and who seem to be a little worse off. We've had several conversations this week about the blessings that the Lord has provided our family and I'm grateful to have those kinds of conversations with him. I mean what mommy doesn't want her children to grow up with compassion and empathy.
So this morning my pride in my children went up a notch. They decided that they wanted to give some toys to friends who might not have them. So we got out all of our toys (6 toy boxes full) and dumped them on the ground. We sorted and played a little, and ultimately narrowed down our toys from 6 to 3 toy boxes. They picked lots of toys to send to DI so that someone else's Christmas might be a little brighter. Kena even picked some of her favorite dolls to send because "I have enough mommy!"
I'm bursting with pride in my kids this morning. I'm glad that they have sympathy for their friends who need a hand. I'm blessed that they have been able to see the need in the world at their little ages and that they want to help. I love my kids and I am blessed!