Sometimes...

my middle daughter really amazes me.

Yesterday was her last day at Sparks. She is moving up to Brownies in Sept and the Sparks troop had a graduation ceremony for the 5 girls that moved up. During the potluck her and another girl were arguing about the balloons and who gets to take them home, so I'm figuring on a hassle when it's time to leave.

After cake and some running around time, the balloons are handed out. Pink for the girls who are staying in Sparks for another yr, orange for the girls that are moving up to Brownies and some blue for any extra kids (ie siblings). No point to the colours btw.

Anyway, as we were getting M & K in the van one of the younger Sparks comes out crying. Dad explained that her balloon had popped and she was devastated. So we asked Kenny if he would give his blue balloon to the little girl. Nope, not happening and I'm not surprised. But then Maddy piped up and offered her orange balloon to the little girl. Shock!

To say that I'm very proud of her for that is an understatement. It's so nice to see her act in such an unselfish manner. Now that might change after an unscheduled meeting with her teacher tonight...........