to see children building things, making things, firing those little imaginations, creating something out of nothing. Well, what an adult would say is nothing. I can't think of a better way to spend a few minutes today.
Yes, it is Friday the 13th. Yes, we have all been sick since stinking February 16th. Yes, my computer hard drive is toasted and I have to go to Plan B. But this made me smile and laugh and even cry a little. My God, what a precious, precocious, spirited little man he is!
I know. I. KNOW!
I might be crying about this all day.
His little face, his bright eyes, his missing teeth, his indomitable spirit, his custom t-shirt. It all just kills me.