The things they talk about :(
Zander came to sit on my desk nogal, to draw a picture on my desk pad. After covering all that is left of March, I wasn’t willing to give up April. He was adamant that he wanted to draw me a picture, so I just turned the deskpad around and gave him the whole back to draw on.
He started drawing himself. Stopping to ask me every now and again, if it looks like him.
Of course I said yes. Just look at that happy little boy he drew. It has to be Zander.
He finished it up and said that I must keep this.
“One day when I’m buried Mommy, you can look at this and then you won’t forget me. But I asked Jesus not to take me just yet and not you or my family.”