My husband had gone on another business trip and in anticipation of the day I had to wake my crew up a little early. Doctor's appointments and errands to run was on the forefront of my brain. When the kids looked outside our window the excitement began. Snow had come and they couldn't be happier. Once I looked out our window I realized this wasn't a little snowfall. This was the biggest snowfall I had seen in a long time. Snow drifts were pressed against every door and wall of the house. Tears began to surface realizing what this meant... I was going to have to shovel the walk. I didn't have time nor did I know how I was going to do this, get to the doctors appointment on time and take care of my little infant. I came up with a plan and getting the kids fed washed up and dressed I began to bundle us all up. I guess my shower was going to have to wait... gross I know but I had to do what I had to do. We opened the door and saw my walkway and large drive way had already been shoveled! Shocked I began to look around to see one of our neighbor boys (probably about 12 years of age) walking back to his house shovel in hand. Now the tears really did begin to fall. What a special boy to go out of his way to show such kindness. He had no idea how that affected my day and the happy skip in my step that was created because of him.
