posted on Mar, 30 2013 @ 02:34 PM
Thanks again for all the wonderful replies, suggestions, and well-wishes. You've all helped me regain some much needed inner strength and helped calm
my mental storm. A thousand thank yous to all.
So I wanted to share what happened today during the town's Easter egg hunt, because it sums up my son perfectly.
Imagine it....a huge field, 9,000 eggs, and approx 300+ kids. The whistle blows and it's chaos. My son finds six eggs, he was so methodical in his
search and refused to run with everyone else. Anyway, inside one of the eggs is a lollipop, his favorite candy in the world.
He wants the lollipop, of course. But we're on our way to eat lunch, so I tell him he can have it after lunch. He grudgingly acquiesced.
We pull into the restaurant and my son wants to bring in the lollipop. I told him it would be fine in the car.
"What if bad guys take it?" He asks.
" why would bad guys want a lollipop?" My husband replies.
"Maybe the bad guys have invented a machine that uses lollipops as a fuel source! Then they'd want my lollipop, for sure! 'Cause everyone knows
there's a limited supply of lollipops, you know?"
That's my son.