All the kids at preschool were asked to bring in a gently used book to donate on Friday. When I told Libby about this, her immediate response was, "Not one of my books!"
After I spent a moment basking in the glow of that proud, proud parenting moment, I explained to Libby that we were going to share a book with a child who didn't have any books. As I spoke, I could almost see a light bulb turning on in her brain. She said, "I know!" and ran off. Phew! I haven't raised a completely selfish monster, I thought to myself.
A minute later, Libby walked down the stairs carrying a whole stack...of Andrew's books. "We can give them Andrew's books!"
It is so easy to be generous with other people's stuff.
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