When we got home tonight, we found a BIG box on the porch.
It was addressed to James.
He started whooping and hollering. This boy loves his mail.
He read the return address and discovered it was from his Daddy.
He giggled and laughed and tried to tear open the box.
Mom had to help quite a bit.
“OH! It needs packing peanuts.” he said. “Be careful!”
It was a Batman toy and book. It’s actually very nice.
We’re not necessarily Batman fans. I think Lee just tried to choose something that James would enjoy.
Lee purchased this with money he saved up from his job.
The .26 an hour job.
He could have used the money to buy more comfortable shoes, or more snacks, or any number of little things to make his life a little better.
Instead he spent it on his son.
I am so blessed that Lee cares so much about us. He stays as involved as he can in our home.
James knows his Daddy is sorry he’s not home. He also knows that he is a very loved little boy.