Blessed Donuts

My son did some wonderful things recently. He had been saving up a dollar here and there that he had earned and storing them in his new Batman wallet he got in Mexico. Saturday he asked if we could walk to the donut shop (the whole family). We often do this on Saturdays so we thought it sounded great. As we talked he let us know that he was going to be treating us. Wow! Thanks son! When we arrived, he made us sit down, and then “took our order”. He then would NOT let us go to the counter. He wanted to do it all. He ordered in his beautiful little voice “I would like…….please”. He even threw in an OJ! He then paid the lady (with a little help) and carried the trey to us. It was SO beautiful. Jessie and I watched with tears in our eyes and pride swelling in our chests. It probably sounds silly to the random reader, but to this daddy, it meant everything in the world. I praise God for the blessings of my kids. Thank you SO much Jude-O. That breakfast meant the world to Daddy and Mommy!