Act of Charity

On December 22nd, Jason's battalion had their Christmas party for all the families and the single soldiers. As soon as we walk in the door I get roped into serving duties while Jason socializes with all the big wigs. It sounds like I would be miserable, but it was actually quite nice. He got to try to have a good time with Marley in tow. That adorable little child has an uncanny knack for sucking all the fun out of every situation. I could not help but chuckle every time Jason shot me a pleading look. Apparently he gave her whatever she wanted because she ended up throwing up a river of chocolate on the drive home.

As for Jackson, I have never been more proud to be his mother than on that day. Early on in the party one of the Chaplain's assistants made an announcement that they were still desperately short on toys to take to the orphanage this year. Even though we had already bought a few presents, Jason and I immediately handed over all the cash we had on us. The party continues on and I forget all about it. Eventually an announcement comes over the speaker that they are going to have a game of musical chairs for the kids. Jason and I start laughing to ourselves because there is no way our moose of a son is going to loose this game. As predicted, Jackson wins the game and a $10 bill as his prize. He immediately walks over and gives his $10 to the Chaplain's assistant and tell him that the orphan kids need it more than he does. (I found all of this out from the assistants wife. She also told me that her kids almost cried when they saw this and asked if they could give their money.) I love my son, but my favorite thing about that boy has always been his big heart.