Binder Clause

My kids got more than enough toys with batteries and shiny paper the other day.
It was overwhelming and memory making and all that, but one gift stood out.
My husband gave my son a binder.
No, no you read that right. A binder.
He has just started to write and draw in earnest and he thought he would get a kick out of having his own binder.  Up until now, he's just been an idea boy, now he can put that stuff on paper.  He's thrilled to have these new skills.

I have seen him use the binder more than any other gift he received.

Last night I fell asleep on the couch by the light of the tree.  My son busily wrote and drew in his binder while I slept.  When I woke up I was half buried in snow flakes, drawings of cubes (which he had been practising all day) and notes.

One note read, my dads moms dads dad.

Some things you really have to figure out on paper.