In the beginning of the year she brought every single one home because she liked the wow factor of saying "guess who got a Panther Paw today??!!" At some point, she realized that you could put them in a box by the office to win a prize, so she dutifully gathered dozens of them from around the house and tried to throw the odds a bit, but those other kids were onto her and stopped her short, and we had to settle for the pride of having them at home.
Anyhoo, after a lovely meal of Coco creating "force fields" around her french fries so that I would get shocked if I tried to eat anymore (I just wanted one ok?) (maybe two), it was time to head out. But then the manager walked up to the table next to us and stated "you ladies won't be getting a bill tonight."
I shushed Coco straining one table over to hear the goods...what was the problem? raw chicken? regular coke when they had ordered diet? What on earth happened to them that they got no bill???
"The woman sitting behind you paid for your meals. She said to have a wonderful night."
There was confusion followed by awe followed by appreciation. "But we didn't know her!" they protested. And that is the point, isn't it? Random acts of goodwill. Because you never know when someone just needs someone to do something unexpected and nice for them.
And that is your homework. Pay it forward people.
And if life gives me too much of anything, let it be poppies and peonies. Please.
