Mommy, I will give you my money. . .

Situation. . . We are all in the van, Me, Ian, Macey and Cade--coming home from working out at the YMCA this evening. . . Trying to get home to do lots of homework, study verses, and James is working over. We decided to drive through somewhere to make things quicker for supper. . . So everyone has their drink and this is what was said. . . .
"CADE!!! What are you doing with your drink? It is spilling all over the floor!"Ian said loudly.
"I didn't mean to. . . I don't have a cup holder." Cade said in a pitiful little voice. He is so sweet, when he thinks he may be in trouble.
"Well, someone better clean up the mess! We will never be able to get any money for this van--if you all keep on spilling drinks in it!!" Mommy angrily said. . .(if you have been reading my blog-you know we are thinking about trading the ole' van in)
"Mommy,"Cade said crying,"You can have my money for the van. . . ."
Oh, he is so sweet, and so sincere. He felt so bad for spilling his drink. . . I just smiled and said, "Cade, you keep your money baby. That was so nice of you to think of giving me your money. We will just make sure in the new car that we don't have any drinks in it.OK?"

Sometimes the things my kids say, just make me want to cry. I just pray daily that I can raise these kiddos to be wonderful Christian men and women one day. I love them so much!