Yesterday my son (15) went to help a family from church move. They had offered to pay him and a few other of the teen boys to help them. Knowing the other knuckleheads, I mean teens, I told him, they are paying you, so you are there to work. Well this morning each member of the couple came to me separately and told me how great of a help he was. It was nice, because the man, who my doesn’t doesn’t really know at all, came up to me while my son was sitting next to me. He told me that my son was always volunteering, asking what else he could do, that his behavior was exemplary and made him stand out. I was happy my son got to hear the praise that I often hear about him.













