HELPING HAND

Today it's one of those rainy days.  The kind of day that makes me want to do nothing.  Of course there were all kinds of things needing to be done...and I did do them, but now at 3pm I want to do nothing.  That's when I saw the kids walking down the street from the bus stop.  I was happy to see them, happy that there were no after school sports.  That meant I could continue to do nothing while sipping hot chocolate with whipped cream.  Then I see a boy rounding the corner with Kaleb onto my driveway.  Here are the things that ran through my brain at that very moment:
Oh no...Kaleb is going to ask me if this boy can come over.

I don't really feel like entertaining at the moment.

UGH!

I don't want to get off this couch.

Can't we just have a quiet afternoon with just US?!?

And then the door opens.
Kaleb peeks his head inside.

"Mom?"

"What is it Bubby?" I ask

"I was wondering if I could carry my friends school bag home for him, he broke his shoulder."
(gulp) "Of course you can.  Thank you for being so thoughtful."

So now I'm sitting here doing nothing AND feeling guilty for assuming.

But at the same time I'm feeling proud of Kaleb for recognizing a need and then acting upon it, which included walking an extra mile to this boy's house in the POURING rain and then the mile back. It was a proud moment for this mother.

(I must be doing something right)