Caring Boy

On the way out the door to church today, everyone realized that mom should probably stay home. My coughing fits were a little distracting. Kiki said she'd take care of the hospitality table and so off the whole family went. Shortly after I heard footsteps running back and there was Greyson, staying home to take care of me. What a compassionate boy! He made me tea and even biked to the bakery for cherry danishes. He took all the change we had in the house to pay for them, and when he came up short, the nice little old hairnet lady let him have them anyway. I should be better in no time with Greyson for a caretaker.