The Cake Walk
 We went to our school’s major fundraiser last week. Wall-to-wall people squeezed together in the gymnasium to play carnival games and to bid on silent auction items in the hallway. By far the most popular activity that evening was the cake walk. So my son and I stood in a long line for a chance to win a cake.
We were almost to the front of the line when two of my son's classmates, who had already won cakes, walked up and stood in front of us. My son said, "They butted in!" And I told the boys they should go to the back of the line. “We don’t have to,” one of them said, “Ben’s mom says it’s OK for us to stay here.” They did the cake walk next and one of them won another cake.
My son was frustrated that these boys had pushed their way in line ahead of us. And I felt annoyed that Ben’s mom had let them do that. I told my son that sometimes people don’t make good choices and that affects us. But we can choose to push beyond our frustration and keep going or let our frustration get the best of us and quit. “Let’s keep going, Mom.”
It was our turn to do the cake walk next. We slowly walked around the circle of numbers until the bell rang. I stood on number 17, and my son was on 22. “The winning numbers are 17 and 22," the woman said. Thank God for small miracles.
Blessings,
Mary Darr
Editor, MOMSnext ezine
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