My 6-Year-Old Son Drew the Same Woman Every Week at School — Then His Teacher Asked Me a Question I Couldn't Answer
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Chapter 7 - What Was Taped to the Fridge
That Sunday, Vera sat at our kitchen table eating pot roast while Waffles napped at her feet. Caleb taped his newest drawing to the fridge — Vera standing beside him this time, not behind him.
I finally understood that love sometimes arrives from the last place you'd ever think to look.
And I was grateful, every single day after, that it did.
