It’s easy to miss that

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Someone called the house one night asking for a donation, and although I declined, it prompted a lot of questions from the kid.  We talked about how we give what we can of both time and money to help other people who might need it.  I told him that we really have to think about the organizations we support because although we don’t have a ton of money to give, every little bit makes a difference.  When we can’t give money, we still volunteer our time.

Today, we were sitting in the basement sorting through his toys.  He has WAAAAAY too many, and quite a few that he has outgrown.  Sadly, he also has a memory like an elephant, and the sneak-the-toys-out-while-he’s-not-looking tactic has been tried and has backfired.  So I had to try something different.

He wants screwdrivers.  His own.  Not toys. 

I want toys gone. They aren’t really mine to get rid of.

So I offered to pay him.  I told him we’d sort out all the toys.  One pile he could sell, one pile of toys that are too young for him but he wasn’t ready to let them go, and the rest to keep.  He chose 35 toys for the “sell” pile.  Then, he started pulling things out of the “sell” pile and making another pile.  I asked him what he was doing, and he told me that he wanted to give half the things away for free to a baby who might need them.  

He got $6 for the rest, and I told him how proud I was of him for deciding to just give some away.  Because as the Story above says, *many* days I’m louder about other stuff, and it’s easy to miss that.

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