“I’m eating too, Mom,” he assured me.
Soon, jelly stained the front of Lucy’s beautiful red dress, but I didn’t rush to clean it. She was laughing, Noah was eating, and the dress was fulfilling the exact purpose he had bought it for.
My Son Went Without Lunch to Afford a Red Birthday Dress — By Morning, 50 Lunchboxes Were Lined Across Our Lawn.
