Its been a mega busy week this week and today I havent really had time to think about the blog. Ive been covering Jo Jingles classes for Karen who isnt well. And that means that everything else has been squashed up into the rest of the week - all the cooking and housework and homework and tutoring and piano lessons etc etc etc. I havent had an afternoon nap any day this week!!! Its a miracle Im still alive!
Tonight Ive been watching Comic Relief. Half way through the evening Ben came in and asked if he could have his Christmas money which Ive been keeping for him. I asked him why. He didnt say and left the room. Later he came back with his money box and started hunting around on my dressing table. I asked him what he was doing. ' Nothing' he said. And left again.
Finally I worked out that he was going round the whole house looking for coins. By the time he had been through every drawer and shelf he had collected a couple of pounds. I pinned him down and asked him what he needed the money for. I was expecting that he had seen something in the Toys R Us leaflet which came through the door yesterday or something. But he said he really wanted to send something to Comic Relief.
Our kids can put us to shame sometimes.
So I reached for the jar in which I throw all the pennies. We counted up £8 worth. Ben's excitement was rising. Finally all the cash he had found, added to what was in his money box came to £26. So that's what he donated to Comic Relief. He was in tears as he watched a very sad piece of film about a 3 year old who had died of malaria. Ben is 9. His heart is still tender. His belief in the good is untainted. His desire to help is fierce. He has no compassion fatigue, no scepticism, no complacency. He's a bit like Jesus really.
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