One Of My Favorite Things
My third son is very creative. He just sees the world in his own way. Beginning at age 4, he started drawing obsessively. Oh, the stacks and stacks of drawings that I have. This is one of my favorites. He did it years ago, and of all of my many possesions, it is one of the few that I am positive I will take with me to the nursing home someday — should I be so fortunate to live long enough to go there.

I call it my cooking eagle.

Isn’t it awesome?