My gift

Everyday I have a chance to be thankful for my son. He is such a great person.

We have a tradition that he and I join friends for dinner every Wednesday night. This past Wednesday, I had an orientation meeting and so I couldn't do dinner. I hadn't realized this in a timely fashion so, Christian didn't know until that day.

His grandfather picked him up from school as I was finishing teaching my private lessons and he would be staying with the grandparents that night. I told them I would call as soon as I knew for sure what was going on.

After the lessons, I called preparing to apologize. He answered and the conversation went something like:
Me: Hello?
Christian: Hey Mom. Am I going out for dinner tonight?
Me: Unfortunately, no. I have a school meeting I have to attend. I am sorry.
Christian: Oh. I am so sorry to hear that. ( isn't that funny??)
Me: Yeah. I'm sorry we can't go out. Maybe next week?
Christian: That sounds great. You gotta deal. Sorry you have to stay at
school. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you
Me: Love you too. Bye.

I am amazed at my son. He's seven. SEVEN. And at times he is 20x more considerate than his father. Shoot, at times he more considerate than most people I know, myself included. What an amazing young man.

He is my gift.