Last week we discovered that Seth's newly 11-year-old gangly limbs have left him bereft of long-sleeved shirts that cover his wrists.
Today, thanks to a sale at Old Navy and some gift cards, I bought several new shirts and sweatshirts to keep him warm (size 14-16?! What?!). He exclaimed in delight over them all, then gazed at me with his clear blue eyes across the pile.
"But Mommy, you can give some to the refugee children if they need them."
Oh, how I love this boy and his servant heart.