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Hot Wheels in a Beanie

Beauty in the day: it was time to take the daily walk to pick up Jaffrey from school, so Bree told Everett to get ready. He showed up with her crocheted beanie cap filled with about 16 hot wheels. She noted this and mentally rolled her eyes, but figured if he could carry them in the cap, it wasn’t worth the argument to tell him to leave them behind.
When they reached the school, the children we being dismissed, and heading out to meet their parents. Bree suddenly became aware that Everett was passing out his hot wheels to kids, saying, “Merry Christmas!” Bree asked him if he knew that he wasn’t getting those back, and Everett said, “I know, but they’re for the kids!”

❤️
#earlychristmasinmyhearttoo

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Let’s Jet

Beauty in the day: I mean, it’s Christmas, right? The day has been spent with laughter and gifts and amazing food. The kids are happy and full of joy.
We were enjoying another round of giving and loving and sharing, when three-year-old Everett came into the room, his arms laden with die-cast jets, gifts he had received earlier in the day. He walked around the room, handing each occupant one of his precious jets, saying “This is for you!” as he handed them his treasure.
Best. Gift. Ever.

The Giver

imageBeauty in the day: an old family friend found this long-ago picture of my dad. I remember the story of the bright orange jaguar. We had moved to Alaska, and my dad had flown down to California to visit some friends. I don’t recall the reason, but it had something to do with our church – my dad was a pastor. So anyway, I just remember when he got home from the trip, and he recounted the story of his transportation while he was there. One of the friends from our church back in Cali told him that he would provide him with a car to drive, so there would be no need to rent one. The Jag is what he loaned to him. My dad had a great time driving around in that. I have no memory of that. I wasn’t there. My memory is of my dad telling us about the wonderful generosity of the man that loaned it, and of the way that generosity made me feel about giving. I distinctly remember being in awe of the guy that loaned the car – he gave my dad his best. I found – and find – that to be inspiring.