Digging through Harrison’s parent folder at preschool the other day, I found this note.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I broke the Blue Class’ birdfeeder. It was a class project. Miss C would like it replaced. Could you please help me replace it?

Thank you, Harrison

“I don’t know how it happened. Me and A were just hitting it over and over and it fell apart!” Harry explained after I started raising my voice and trying to control my anger. (This is not exactly the first problem Harrison has had late in the afternoons at preschool.) After digesting the entire story of Harrison’s misadventure with a birdseed birdfeeder in the shape of a heart, I found two violets back at home on the counter that he had planted in Kindergarten for me. Next to the potted flowers was a card. On the front it said, “Mom” and had a BEAUTIFUL drawing of my face. Underneath the picture was “I (heart) U.” Inside he had answered these questions:

ALL ABOUT MOM

Your age is: 41 (correct)

Your weight is: 40 lbs. (almost correct)

You’re as tall as: the door

I want to take you on a trip to: Minnesota

If I had a lot of money I’d buy you: flowers

You’re favorite food is: chicken (not correct)

I make you happy when: I smile (that one made me tear up)

You are so: good

My favorite time with you is: storytime

Yeah, I would say the card pretty much negated the hysteria that the first note had caused.