2018-11-29T13:59:30.000Z

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A heart stopping tale from the #landofcute

Deep in Scarberia tonight, we got off the 401 and a homeless man was asking for money at the side of the road. Marcus asked me if I have any money to give him. I “roll down” the window and hand him some money. Marcus said through the window
“Have a good night” and he waved at Marcus in the back seat.
“Mommy, can we bring home a homeless person and give him a home? Or go to an orphanage and adopt a child who doesn’t have a mom or dad?” ….wow…he goes on to say…
“You know mommy, poor people should have a march just like the women do!”
“Really? What would they march about?”
“About being poor and how hard it must be”
“What would their signs say?”
“Well, they would say, ‘I need a home’, and ‘I need money’ but most importantly they would say ‘I need a family’
Heart melting……..I acknowledged his sweetness and loveliness and he said
“Mommy, can we listen to our story now?”
(Book 4 of the Percy Jackson series)

2018-11-20T05:01:56.000Z

from Facebook
A soulful tale from the #landofcute

Lately I have been thinking about retiring the #landofcute and then my kid does something so sweet or hilarious. More and more I keep it to myself as I am unsure where the cut off date is of morbid embarrassment he may feel looking back on my FB history. So, I asked for permission to tell you this story.

I want to tell you about a man named Abdullah whom Marcus and I met on the subway this weekend. Abdullah had 48 hours between exams to come from Montreal and look after his sister’s kids because his sister had contracted food poisoning. After talking animatedly from Spadina station to Lawrence west. Marcus turned to me and said.
“Mommy, I really like this man, he is so nice, can we invite him to our Chanukah party?”
For those within earshot the collective melt was palpable. I had to close my eyes for a moment cause I thought I was gonna burst with cuteness. The doors opened and Abdullah had to get off. Marcus said to him as the doors closed….
“We live right near Whittamore’s berry farm in a forest. I hope you can come!”
No date, time or any other details. I just want you to be there. They waved to each other as the train pulled away.