the gift of mondays

i don't want my boys to be regular. i don't want them to grow up to be just like everyone else. i don't want them to be just part of the crowd. i want them to be different. i want them to be set apart. i want them to want more.  to do more.  to be more. i want them to be the kind of boys who hold the door open for others. i want them to be the kind of boys who stop to help when someone drops what they're holding. i want them to be the kind of boys who don't make fun of girls, who don't criticize others, who don't call people names. little things to some. insignificant even. but not to me. because to me the little things are what forms a person. the little things are what creates character. the little things are what eventually build into the big things. and my boys will one day be men. and i want them to be the kind of men that others look up to.  that others can rely on.  that others want to grow up to be. and those boys i've taugh