Am I serving?

Dear Olivia,

A couple weeks ago, you and Maddox were outside in the back raking up leaves.  I was watching you out of the window making little piles here and there chatting happily away to your brother.  I opened the door to call you both in for lunch and you said, "Hey, Mom!  We're raking up leaves.  Are we serving?  We're serving!"

You are continually thinking of ways to serve.  I love you.

Love,

Your mama