Compassion

I think one cool thing about having Griffin turn three is that you can get a better sense of what kind of person he will be someday. He is silly and loves to make jokes and make us laugh. Not that I get all of what he is doing. Like when he sings, "Yankee Doodle went to poopie riding on a potty". But I think it is pretty creative.

Anyway for some time now he has been concerned with the homeless people he sees off the ramp at the interstate. He calls them the "sad man" and the "sad lady". I had to explain awhile back that the "sad lady" may not have a home or a warm bed to sleep in. At night he adds her to his prayers and also says thank you to God for our house and his bed. When we pass the homeless people on the street, he always tries to think of what we can do to help them. It is very sweet and compassionate. The other day we did not see the sad lady at the ramp, and he said, "Oh good, the sad lady is happy now because she is at her house". We have brought bottled water for the sad lady before and I just need to remember to bring some food sometime. I know he would love to help her out.