I really couldn't care less.
Speaking of my oldest kid, she came up with the sweetest idea ever. And the best part: We managed to pull it off without a crying fit of rage because things were not going according to her very precise plan. It truly was a Christmas miracle.
Mia decided she wanted to do something for the people in the hospital that didn't have any cards or flowers in their rooms - the people that may be especially lonely this time of year.
We took them up to Mercy Hospital tonight and asked the nurses to deliver them to some of their patients.
Although her plan was to remain completely anonymous, she didn't mind one bit when the nurses introduced her to one of the recipients.
As we left the hospital I told Mia I was proud of her. She replied, "I know, so am I."
I'm glad she knows that making others feel good feels really, really good. I pray she spends her life feeling this kind of good over and over again.