I suppose this fits right in with the First World Problems post:
Recently after a potluck lunch at Sean's preschool, we had a mountain of food left over. The teacher suggested I take it to the local soup kitchen. On the drive over, I explained to Seanie that some people don't have homes and thus don't have kitchens or food to eat. So we were going to share OUR food so the homeless people could eat.
We park and I carry him in one arm and the enormous bowls of food in the other. We wandered through a throng of clients to find the front of the line and the buffet where the food would be placed.
"THIS IS FOR THE HOMELESS PEOPLE!" Sean screamed as I handed the bowls to the woman in charge.
Thanks, Kid. I think they got that.
Out there
1 hour ago

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