It's the Holiday's.

I don't know if you are like me but it feels like every December 1st I say to at least one person didn't this year just start?!

But honestly the hustle and bustle is in full swing. No matter where you are but I am thankful for all the sweet moments I have watched over the last week. People have been so ready to serve others around them and I think that is what makes Christmas well, Christmas.

As we had a long day with finding out our information was stolen and that our debit cards were going to be reissued, plus the typical day of fighting a two year old to eat the chicken nuggets she asked for five minutes before I was so ready to call it a night. But we had to run into the bank so Kelly could sign some papers to get everything on its way for new cards.

We were walking into the grocery store talking about something simple I was just relieved to not be packing Charli. (sorry but she is freaking heavy somedays) Kelly was holding her as he walked through the doors Charli waved at this lady who was leaving. Charli is the kid who yells Hi in almost every aisle or store until the person she is yelling at acknowledges her. Some people act like they can't hear her and others will play along with her. Its a hoot. But this sweet lady stopped and said to us. "I don't have grandkids so instead of being bitter about it I make grandkids with all the kids I see in town." Pointing to Charli she talked about how sweet it was for Charli to wave at her. The lady said "Wait, I have to give her something." as she started digging through her bag she then pulled out a dollar bill and handed it to Charli and said put this in your bank for when you go to college. It made me so happy that someone would reach out to a young family who could be seen as a loud nuisance & to just stop and say hello. We thanked her and Charli gave her a high five, knuckles and of course a kiss. It was sweet and although Charli won't remember it, I always will.

As I was saying how Charli likes to yell 'Hi' in every store we are in. I remembered a time this past summer where we ran into some Sister Missionaries on their 'P day'. I sat and asked them where they were from and what they thought about their mission. One sister was going home soon and the other wasn't far from going home either. They sat and played with Charli and she loved it. As they left the aisle with what they needed and headed down the next one Charli kept yelling "HIIII".. they would then wait for her to almost say it again and then they would yell 'Hi' back. It was calming for me to go down the aisle and have someone entertaining my kid as I shopped.

I'm grateful for those moments that may not have seemed like much to the one giving them but they will always be a fun moment to treasure. And no I won't spend that dollar but now since Charli heard about a piggy bank we probably should get one ;)