My son, Walt, loves to be a helper. He has never been more proud of helping out around the house than last Christmas. A month before Christmas, my wife and I had installed some shelving in the garage. We had not calculated in the mix what this new shelving would mean in terms of hanging wreaths in the windows at Christmas time.Enter Walt. We discovered that in order to put the wreaths up in the garage windows, we needed to be a miniature human being, or approximately the size of my Walton!
You should have seen him beaming with pride all holidays long last year. Everyone that came over got to hear all about how he had to help because he was the only family member small enough! He was even proud that Savannah helped with one of the windows too.
This year, Savannah, didn't want to do it because her side required more of a contortionist than a miniature person. Therefore, Walt took it upon himself to do all three windows!
So if you are ever feeling like you have not figured out your special purpose in this holiday season, just remember, everyone has their place . . . everyone has their place.
