Aliza caught wind that my Gramma was in ER on Sunday. She was pretty concerned about her Great Gramma and wanted to send her a card. She cut a piece of paper to the size she wanted and told me what the note was going to say. All I did was dictate what letter to write next. She was open to some direction so her E's look more recognizable by the bottom of the first page.
I was a tiny little bit proud of her heart and her effort.