Your heart is gold

B: "I have a lot of money in my piggy bank."

My son, B, says in his solemn face, referring to his star trooper money bank.

Me: "What would you do with that money?"

B: "I can buy things. Lots of toys and stuff for others."

Me: "For others? For whom?"

B: "I will buy diapers. For the baby."

He is talking about the baby brother who will join us soon. Sometimes my heart can't handle B's tenderness or just how sweet by nature he is.

Me: "Your heart is gold. I will take that. The money you saved up is yours and you can use it for yourself. I'll buy diapers for the baby, but I'll remember and appreciate your heart."