What a child can teach you

This past Christmas, “Santa” brought everyone some candy, and that candy, in the hands of a three year old, taught me a lot.

“Santa” brought Andrew one of those candy canes filled with Hershey’s Kisses.  To me he brought one of my favorite candies of all time: Toffifee (also known as Toffifay).  Ever since I opened the package, I’ve been slowly enjoying that caramel, chocolate and hazelnut treasure.  While I’ve not forbidden others from having some, I have to admit that part of me watched longingly as Angela ate some of my precious candy.  That changed one night when Angela and I were standing in the kitchen.  Andrew came in and got his Kiss cane (after asking if he could, of course ;).  He then proceeded to give a Kiss to me and Angela, as well as taking one for himself.  I looked at his cane and realized that those were the last three Kisses.  I thanked Andrew profusely for sharing the last of his candy with me, and tried to give my piece back to him, but he refused, telling me that he wanted me to have a Kiss.  I even tried not eating it, hoping to sneak it back in his cane, but he noticed it still sitting there and asked me to eat it.  So, with a twinge of guilt, I relented and ate his last Hershey’s Kiss as I thought about my Toffifee.  Inspired by the selfless “sacrifice” of a three year old, I gave my last piece of Toffifee to Angela with a smile.  Thanks for the heart check, Andrew. 🙂