I despise how wimpy young men are today.  Can't go out in the cold to help out their poor mothers for anything.  Well, this scene warmed my heart.  Remember, he is only eight.

Oh, how proud he makes me.

We have been working on doing things without 'murmuring and disputing.'

I was so blessed for him to shovel the entire driveway and then come to me and say, Mama, I need to take care of you.

(PS. I did pay him afterwards for doing an extra special good job, although he didn't know I was going to pay him)