And then she invited
At my kids’ school, when a fifth-grader has a birthday, they get to attend a pancake breakfast and invite a friend.
“Who do you want to invite?” I asked my daughter a couple weeks ago when it was her turn for the breakfast.
“I don’t know,” she said.
I suggested friend after friend, but each time, she shook her head.
“I think I want to invite my brother,” she decided.
It took me by surprise.
Here she had an opportunity to invite any friend she wanted and she chose her third grade brother.
“That’s really nice of you,” I told her, getting a lump in my throat.
“Yeah.” She nodded. “I think he’ll like it.”
And he did…