I was lost in thought yesterday, reading the story of Chris and Emery(I'm probably the last blogger on earth to have read it. Where have I been?), while Finn was dancing around peppering me with questions. He was supposed to be observing his afternoon siesta, but somehow slipped under the radar. As I read on, Finn was chattering endlessly, happily playing with strands of paper from the shredder. He came over and plopped something on my desk. A heart? For me? So sweet.
In his extreme excited voice, he said, "I'll be right back" and he danced out of the room. A few moments later, he re-surfaced and handed me a paper bag with the word "mome"(mommy) inscribed on it in pink crayon.
I opened the bag to find a white sheet of paper with pink hearts all over it.
Aww. Finn can be so sweet when he's not being aloof. This was totally unexpected. I was mystified as to where he learned to draw hearts, as he's very preoccupied by his daily drum and firework drawings. He must have learned to draw hearts at church, I thought. So, I probed and heard what ever mother longs to hear:
"I learned it on TV....all the shapes and hearts on Barney."
Well the heart pictures went over so well with me, that he quickly went to work drawing me another picture: