I know I am a lucky girl everyday but I was blown away this evening when I get a call from the boys at the paramedic's first Canucks game (he is a HUGE fan as all the paraphernalia around the condo attests to). Nonchalantly, he lets me know that they are leaving the game because the kidlet is feeling sick. The kidlet is sobbing and the paramedic is just taking it all in stride making sure that he is meeting his needs while they journey home.
How can you not be thankful for someone who constantly amazes you with his generosity?
I just hope this doesn't go to his head...
