I love Christmas time and the feeling of giving that it brings. This Christmas, I was especially proud of my 6 year old, Trey. There was a story in the newspaper about a family that lost their home and everything in a fire just before Christmas. I showed the story to Trey and told him that they had a 6 year old boy just like him. The boy wore the same size of clothes and shoes as him, so I asked Trey to go to his room and see what he could come up with. He packed a bag full of various items: a backpack, blanket, books, stuffed animals, motorcycles, guys, socks, underwear, pants, shirts, a pair of shoes... He finished gathering everything and said "that should do it". His little brother Tai looked at him and said "why are you giving all of our stuff away?" and Trey said "because there is a little boy out there with no home, no toys and no clothes and he needs this stuff a lot more than we do". We got in the car and drove to the house that was accepting donations for the family. Trey insisted on taking the bag to the door himself. He never questioned why we should do it, he just knew. I've never been more proud of him!
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