Random act of kindness.

Yesterday morning I heard the back door open - this the opposite of good when you have a 2 year old - so I ran downstairs (which was actually more like hurtling myself down two flights of stairs) to find that Finn had slipped his little feet into his Lightning McQueen slippers and was casually walking the trash out to the garbage can for me.

And on his way back into the house, he told me he'd probably have to shovel the sidewalk.