Little Big Things

A couple of weeks ago my six-year-old asked me if I would help 

him get a small table and chair that he could draw at.

I said yes, thinking before too long I would find something to suit.

Well the next morning while I was driving with my mom, out from the passenger side window,
there sat a perfect little table; just the right size for a six-year-old who loves to draw.

Hurray for such random perfections!

                                                               ~Marica