My mom makes food once a month that a group through her church brings to a soup kitchen and feeds the hungry/homeless. Alex was over her house when she was cooking one of these meals and asked her about it. She explained how the process works and why she was doing it and he seemed content with her answers and moved on. Later that night he came to me begging to make brownies, and I thought he was saying he was starving and wanted them now. I had just made a big dinner and dessert for family that night and did not want to start baking again, definitely not at his bed time. But he wasn't saying he was starving, he was saying there are people that are starving and need food to eat. He told me that brownies are the one thing he knows how to make really well and he needed to make them and bring them to church so they could bring it to the hungry people. I totally melted and of course, made the brownies with him. Now he wants to go and serve the food at the shelter. How sweet is he? Again, it's these moments that I hold close......