Why Daddy Works

Caleb wanted to play with me this morning, but I was typing reports for work.

Caleb asked, "why do you have to work Daddy?"

I said, "What are the reasons I have told you that I have to work?"

He said, "so that we can have a home, and food to eat..."

I added, "and clothes to wear..."

He interrupted with "the people walking down the street, they do not have a home or food." (he has seen people we help at church walking down the street in our neighborhood. they are homeless and we have talked about what it might be like to not have a home, a warm place to sleep, and no food, etc.)

I said, "yes Caleb, they can not find a job and so they are unable to work to have a home and food."

Caleb asked, "can you work for them, so that they can have a home and food?"

I replied (choking back tears of joy that my son would be so compassionate), "that is why Daddy goes to Church two days a week. To help them to be able to have food and clothes and a home. That is what Jesus calls us to do for others, to care and love them, and spend our time helping others as much as we can. And I am so happy that you see that and care about other people."

I just wanted to share my joy and love for the person God is raising my son to be.

Thanks for listening to a humbly proud Dad.

emman

Caleb the realist (wonder where he gets this from?!)

The other day Caleb brings me a card that he has drawn on and tells me it is a gift for me. I excitedly thank him and eagerly look at his artwork. He smiles and blushes back happily.

I then state sweetly, "this is neat, what did you draw for me?"

Caleb looks at me and says in stark honesty with a 'well duh' look on his face, "Mom, it's a scribble. I can only draw scribbles."