Man it's cold. "Hot gazoobies!" as either Boots or Bruno used to say, I can't remember which, in Gordon Korman's great book: Beware the Fish. I LOVED his novels when I was 10 years old. I might even like to reread that series. I still have them and will give them to Leon to try out, even though cars will be flying and food will be in the form of pills and we will all wear silver spandex pants suits by the time he can read.
We'd been wondering what to do for Leon this Christmas. The dude has a billion toys already. I remembered we had some left over credit at a toy store and realized we could use it to buy toys to donate instead of piling more in our house. I'm really happy that even though neither of us has income right now, we are still in the position to give. (Budgeting software people. It works wonders. It's amazing how much you can save when you follow a budget.) Leon is so young, he'd be happy to just have a box wrapped in paper with more paper inside. I feel like there really isn't a single thing any of us need here in our family. We are lucky. I will feel much better giving to families that really need it. It breaks my heart to think of children in very poor families missing out on simple things like food and toys. If you already donate, then you rock. If you hadn't thought of it, please do.
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