For Mother’s Day we took a family outing to the Akron Zoo. They had a lot of family oriented happenings going on there for the holiday like free face paintings, free coffee, tea and muffins for Mom, they let the kids plant a seed in a planter that they got to bring home and plant and they gave away tree saplings as well.

As we watched the bear cubs wrestling, a middle-aged man who was pushing his elderly mother in a wheelchair asked me about where the kids had gotten the saplings and I gave them directions. Later on when we were in the reptile exhibit we ran into the man and his mother again.

Pickle softly inquired why the woman was in a wheelchair and I explained. He thought about it for a minute and then he said to me, “Mom, I was thinking that since that lady is in a wheelchair and can’t climb all the stairs to the place, where, you know? We got the little trees?” I nod. “Well, I think since we will have three at our house that I would like to give mine to the lady in the wheelchair for Mother’s Day.” I told him I thought that was an excellent idea and then I watched, my eyes watering with proud Momma tears, as he got up and walked over and tapped her on the shoulder and gave her the tree and said, “Happy Mother’s Day.”

He walked back over and I tipped his chin up at me and looked him in the eyes and told him that what he had done was the right thing to do and that I was so proud to be his Mom.

And as if this wasn’t enough, he smiles at me, hugs me and says:

“Well, I’m proud that you’re my Mom, cause you were the one who taught me the right things to do.”