This morning Owen went down for his nap and Ian and I decided to color. I pulled out our huge butcher paper, taped it to the table, and we set about coloring. He started here in his chair, pulling out color by color and drawing in his space.
With all that's gone on this week, a blank tabletop covered in paper offered some hope.
How do I want to foster and encourage their life's masterpieces?
It's inspiring and humbling at the very same time. I want our boys' childhoods to be so full of rich experiences, exposing him to other cultures and people. I want them to have a heart for every person and the ability to listen and engage people from all walks of life. This starts at home. It's already started.