I've been cleaning house all morning - lovely way to spend a Saturday, right? I was just straightening up Alex's work table, sorting through school papers to keep and toss and deciding which drawings to save. Lately Alex has been writing more, jotting down short thoughts on a page and then drawing all around them. I just found this one (all spelling and punctuation is his:
If i had war to peace i would end the war in IRAQ and go up to hevan. Then i would save some other people who were sick. And get along with everybody. And make every planet have life.
How did I get so lucky to have such a sweet child?