The teens were in the front room. I could hear them killing headless pigs on Runescape…..I made my way through the room to check on them, aggravate them a bit, and pick up in there. Next to the middle guys laptop, was a red ribbon. Perfectly twisted and pierced with a pin.
Boys don’t generally have ribbons. “What’s the ribbon from?” Ready for whatever random answer was about to come…. wondering if a cute girl was involved and somewhat irritated by it and the bowl with ramen noodle residue and assorted wrappers also being left on the coffee table.
Without so much as a glance up from wood chopping (another runescape thing- which I absolutely do not find fun in the slightest….) he answered “Oh- I didn’t buy chocolate milk today- instead- I bought that- they were selling those for Aids research at lunch…….”
I had to leave the room. (ok- in full disclosure- it is getting close to my period—- but- my boy sacrificed his beloved chocolate milk for others. *sniff* I love that kid.)
That boy drinks chocolate milk for lunch every single day. He loves it. And- If there is world championship for “getting the most for teenage dollars” This kid would be the champ. He budgets and plans his lunch money spending for the week……and instead- he donated it to Aids research.
For once- I didn’t nag about the ramen noodle bowl.
I want to be like my kid when I grow up. (well- except for the whole killing headless pig things- and virtual wood chopping…..not so much wiht that)
In honor of chocolate milk giving—- I’m going to check into getting involved with this the global P.E.A.C.E. plan… what are you doing about aids?
Dear Lord- I pray that you’d continue to grow my guys in compassion and generosity, I love you Lord- and thank you for them all. amen-
knitting update- Flower Basket shawl- is on pattern repeat 5: