So I had all these fun plans for today since it's SPRING BREAK and all... But Mr. Tate, who clearly has a mind of his own-opted to have fun doing what HE wanted to do, and that was to look for Gold. My Dad had told Tate that gold is sometimes found where there is moss. So Tate went on a hunt for some moss and found some on the edge of the lawn next to the rocks. He then searched through the rocks and found that there were tiny gold looking specks on the rocks. He very happily concluded that that was the gold. So, Tate found 10 rocks with gold specks and placed them in his "Little Red Bucket". He now thinks that he's RICH and could quite possibly be the happiest kid in the world.
Later today when we went to the store I insisted that he leave his gold in the car. He was all anxious while we were shopping... When we came back to the car he immediately checked to see if "the pirates had stolen his gold". Tate has such an imagination, it's almost as if he lives in his own little world.
Hey Maria,
ReplyDeleteI was so sad to read that there was bad news about your mom's health.
Your mom is SO amazing and I hope that everything turns out well.
We will keep her and your family in our prayers.