All Hope is Not Lost

Okay, I admit, I was slightly discouraged when I saw BOTH boys contributions to their class's "Thankfulness art" that hung outside of their respective classrooms.  Amid all of the sweet, "I am thankful for my family", "...my friends", "...my pets,"  there was Seth's little indian feather that said, "I am thankful for the playground."  Same was true for Caleb.  Almost every one of his classmates had drawn pictures of their family or friends and written under them, "I am thankful for" that.  Not Caleb.  He had drawn a picture and captioned it, "I am thankful for my Wii."

Laughingly, I told Eric, "Where have we gone wrong?"

I did ask Caleb later on in the evening about his picture.  I said, "I am really happy you are grateful for your Wii, but what about your family and friends?"  Caleb stopped what he was doing, looked at me sweetly and gently said, "Mom, it doesn't always have to be about you."  I wonder where he has heard that before?  Ever have your own words come back to bite you?  I couldn't help but laugh.  He is right, after all.

I was, however, very encouraged when Caleb was asked to draw a picture of "his hero" for his school's book fair.  Without even a thought, he sat down and drew this picture:

(Daddy was a close second. And surprisingly, no Star Wars characters were even in the running.)

Also, he told me that the line he drew around Him is suppose to show how Jesus glows.