Ice Cream Fridays

It is a 3 year tradition for me to pick the kids up from school on Fridays and head to an ice cream parlor of their choice. They always bring their folders in and tell me about their work while they eat. We recently started frequenting an ice cream shop where a man whose body is 90% burned sits in his wheelchair selling books and asking for money. From the moment Grant saw him he wanted to bless him. On our second visit he emptied his entire piggy bank, giving it all to Delbert. They have formed a great relationship and Grant always asks to visit Delbert when we are in the neighborhood.