My dear friend Heather, after listening to a tender store about Lewis IV, my son, commented on his giving nature by saying: “That kid is nothing but bones and heart.”
And there it was…the name of my blog…..
I knew Lewis would be a great source of my writing when he was age 3 (funny enough this happens to be Heather’s favorite story) and I heard cracking noises coming from another room in the house.
I walked into the kitchen to find my darling child in front of an open refrigerator door, an egg in one hand and three cracked eggs on the floor. I asked him what in the world he was doing and he looked at me, with innocence exuding from every pore, and said,”Looking for the dinosaurs.”