Crafty Little Dude

We have our 8-year-old grandson today, and I'm convinced that children are God's gift to the world -- especially to grandparents! I had bought him some craft clay at Wal-Mart, and he was looking for a project, or two, or three, or four . . . First he made us and his Auntie a plate on which he wrote a little message. Then he really began to wax creative! He asked if I thought he could make his sister (who aspires to be a chef) a clay cupcake for a gift. I gave him a cupcake paper wrapper and some candy sprinkles. He proceeded to make the cupcake and then coat the top with the brightly colored candy sprinkles. How cute is that? It turned out looking just like something she is going to really, really love. He also made her a sign to go on the door of her room to announce to all that enter therein that they're entering the chef's private domain. Aren't children wonderful? What happens to our imagination when we get older? Where does it go? Sometimes I sorely miss mine. On a day like today, however, I feel quite comfortable right here where I am - enjoying my second childhood.