Clayton comes in the room where I am a few minutes ago and says, "Oh, Mom, I forgot. I made you something at school today." He then proceeds to bring me a picture of a beaver that he has drawn and colored. It's beautiful, by the way.
So then he says, "I wanted to make this for you for all the things that you do for me." I'm thinking to myself, wow, who knew he noticed things like laundry, cooking, and all that. And then he says, "Like turning on the tv for me."
Oh well, it's the thought that counts, right?
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