A Heart of Gold

The youngest, but not for long, grandson, really does have a heart of gold. 

The other day he and his Mom were grocery shopping, while his older brother accompanied Dad to work. Now usually she does car pick-up, but because of the snow storm there were no more open slots, so she ventured out with one in tow. 

She told him if he was good she would buy him a Hot Wheels car. Now if you know this little guy, he’s definitely a “racey” car aficionado, so this sounded like a “great idea” as he likes to say. 

When the time came to pick out the car he wanted to get one for his brother as well. Mom explained that since brother wasn’t at the store he hadn’t really earned a car for good behavior. 

He responded with, “Okay I’ll share my car with Bubby.”

Mom couldn’t resist after such a sweet statement, and decided to go ahead and let him pick out a car for his brother. 

The other day the two boys had gotten into a brotherly tussle and I was asking the older one to apologize to his brother. Before he could even get the words out his younger brother had enveloped him in a big hug and was reassuring HIM that everything was okay. 

It melted my heart to see how this younger one was so quick to forgive, and thinks so often about his brother’s welfare. That is if he isn’t pushing a button or two when he can!

(Of course while I’m writing this he’s quite unhappy with me because I made him put on a jacket. Oh the joys of being three!)