with each passing day i am taught new things (and often by kids)
i personally don't believe in "should" or "would"....or "could".
i am more of the "oh absolutely....we WILL make this happen in real life" kind of girl.
ummm.... WHY NOT! is right. so of course, i insisted he bring his masterpiece to the confetti crate to display. and sale. seeing the sparkle in griffs eyes as he proudly rushed through the door, arms extended with painting in hand, showing off his artwork that he worked so hard on was one of those things that falls under the "making my heart melt like velveeta in the microwave" category. he filled the store with excitement without any intentions of doing so. whether he knew it or not...he was just a proud little guy who had this thing called art wrapped around his heart. while his mom shopped around griff and i went to display his work in our art room upstairs. griff boastfully said, "it's for sale, you know" and of course i asked him the price... originally starting at $200 he decided before he left that he wanted to change the price to $5. the painting was sold before he even left the store. griff was simply a kid with a story to tell.... and only he could tell it. and on that day, he did. though his perfectly painted guitar.