I wasn't going to blog tonight and considering it is almost midnight I thought I better write this down before I forget how it made me feel.
Cooper is my sweet, tender, imaginative, concerned, different boy. Doesn't necessarily have friends, he swings by him self at recess, always has a question, gets overwhelmed very easily.
Tonight, we were walking around Temple Square and Cooper picked a cute little purple pansie, he knows my favorite color is purple and came up to give it to me, I normally put little flowers my kids give me, in my hair but my hands were full. He carried that little flower around for a few more minutes and as we came around the corner onto North temple there was a homeless lady standing there holding a sign with a little rolling suitcase next to her. As we walked past and down the street my sister came up from behind me and told me that Cooper put his little flower on her suitcase.
I sometimes don't know why I deserve that boy, I hope I can do what is right for him, I love him more than words can describe and I am so thankful for his sweet little gesture tonight, he reminded me once again to be kind to others even if it is as small as a pansie...