Last night, Jack brought me a Ziploc baggie full of coins: Mom, I want to donate this money to charity.
Me: Wow, Jack that is really awesome. I'm so proud of you. What charity would you like to donate your money to?
Jack: Oh, I don't know. I guess I'll give it to the hobos. Do you know any hobos?
I don't know any hobos personally, but I told him that tomorrow I'm going to visit a place tomorrow that helps hobos and that I could give them his money. He said, "Okay, just tell them it's from Jack." Then he wrote this note to give to the hobos:
Me: Wow, Jack that is really awesome. I'm so proud of you. What charity would you like to donate your money to?
Jack: Oh, I don't know. I guess I'll give it to the hobos. Do you know any hobos?
I don't know any hobos personally, but I told him that tomorrow I'm going to visit a place tomorrow that helps hobos and that I could give them his money. He said, "Okay, just tell them it's from Jack." Then he wrote this note to give to the hobos:
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| "You're welcome. Jack Ross Yeargin" |
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