At Thanksgiving, Mom and Dad got the boys a book called The Sparkle Box to read this Christmas season. It’s a book that has a sweet message – that our gift to Jesus for his birthday can be intentional actions to help other people in some way. In the book, they give examples like donating blankets and food for the homeless, money to build wells in Africa, etc.
Graham and I read the book last night and talked about it a bit. We’ll just say: I think this book came at a good time – he’s definitely intoxicated by Christmas this year. He’s also four, so reconciling Jesus’s-Birthday-Christmas with Santa-Presents-Christmas is difficult. I gave him some examples of how he might be able to do things for other people. Things like helping Ms. Peggy clean up toys or including a lonely classmate in a game.
That’s pretty much where we left it. This is definitely less exhilarating conversation for a 4-year-old than where in the house he thinks Buddy the Elf is going to be when he wakes up the next morning, but I was still glad that he was thinking about it.
This morning, I had preschool drop-off duty. Normally Andy does this (and I pick them up) but today I left for a work trip to Chicago, so I offered to flip-flop schedules with him. Andy got the kids’ coats and backpacks on, and I loaded them into the car. I noticed Graham holding a note, but I didn’t ask about it. Honestly, he always has something odd in his hands when he leaves the house.
When we arrived at school, I unloaded the kids from their carseats. Graham started heading into school, but he turned on his heel and ran back to the car. “Mom! I left my note!”
We got the note from the car, and I asked him what was on it. He handed it to me and I opened it. It was a yellow, lined piece of paper that had one thing written on it in Andy’s writing:
“Honey Bunches of Oats”
I handed it back to Graham, “Did you take Daddy’s grocery list?” I knew Andy had poured him a bowl of that particular cereal this morning – maybe we’d run out. He said, “No, I had Daddy write it down for me.” ”Why did you want him to write it down?”
Graham looked at me like I had two heads, “Because it’s good cereal.”
We walked a little further and he continued, “I thought I could tell my friends in Ms. Peggy’s class about it… That can be my nice thing I do for my friends for Jesus’s birthday.”
“Recommend a good cereal…”