Perspective

All the things that Chet and I do for the kids, I think that we sometimes forget what really matters to them. They want to be loved, and they want to be boys. We got DUMPED on today. The boys wanted to get their snow clothes on and go shovel. Not play, shovel! It is really heavy snow, but they did their best. Cars was so mad at us all morning because we have Papa's 4-wheeler and no plow. We just found out that our neighbor has his 4-wheeler in Laramie for hunting, and has his plow in his shed, and is DREADING the thought of shoveling. I told Cars to go see if the 4-wheeler would start and if he could dig it out. He worked diligently until he could get it out. He was careful, and responsible and used so much common sense, not just crazy 9 year old boy! He got it out and drove it from the side of the house to the driveway. He then came inside and had to tell me a detailed account of everything he "The Snow King" did to get it out. He is on cloud nine, had to call Papa and tell him about it, ask if they could hook up the plow. He is walking around the house happier than I have seen him for a REALLY long time! He told me that he loved me out of nowhere. He is just happy! Happy to get to go with dad to help others that needed it, and now getting to plow for the cul-de-sac. I love the helper he is. And the joy that he has in LIFE! Thanks Papa for letting us use the 4-wheeler. You have one happy boy!!!