Today I want to share with you something my oldest grandson did when he was nearly three years old. He came to visit me and as he walked up to my house, he saw me standing on the steps . . . he ran, with a huge smile and said, "Grandma! I have a picture for you! I made you a picture!" He gave me a wonderful hug and handed me his artwork - it was a drawing of a red truck and a heart . . . I know this because when he draws, he tells me what he is drawing and then asks me to write it down before we put it on my refrigerator. I love his picture and will treasure it always!