<a href="http://blessingsofaworkingmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/Tree-House.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-65" alt="Tree House" src="http://blessingsofaworkingmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/Tree-House-200x300.jpg" width="200" height="300" /></a>I was five years-old when my parents asked me to do the unthinkable: choose which toys to give away.  I loved all of them.  I remember the big plastic, multi-color elephant where I kept all my stuffed animals.  I remember the tree house where my Weeble Wobbles lived. Why would I be asked to do this? My parents wanted me to know that there were children with no toys and that with the many I had, it was essential to share.  Two small but powerful lessons that have stayed with me and shaped much of my own parenting.  One-The immediate response of gratitude for all I had which required that I take action.  Two-I was a rational human being who could make the hard decision.  I understood the <em>gravitas</em> of my choice.  So, long I sat and considered the options and I remember the ache of parting with my things but the satisfaction