Some of the true joys of raising creative children are the surprises that you stumble upon here and there.
This is especially true when the provider of such surprises is my Emma. Everywhere in my overly-cluttered house, I find little vignettes that offer glimpses into tiny moments that passed through her imagination.
Here is today's:
I walked into her room to put something in a drawer and found, on her bed, an open picnic basket.
In it was a tiny bird on a rubber band nest.