When Ethan was 5 years old, he drew me a picture for mother's day. It was a schematic of how water gets from a lake, through the water treatment plant, to your house. So sweet.
Right now, he is sitting across from me, his little tongue sticking out as it does when he is working hard, drawing the inside of a toilet tank. Apparently when he woke up this morning, it was with a strong desire to know what's going on in the tank. He keeps running to the bathroom checking it again.
I have to say, it's a pretty accurate picture. If ever a kid was born to be an engineer . . .
11 years ago
wouldn't that mean he's born to be a plumber?
:) Only if he wants to know how to fix it.
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