When all my Saturday plans got messed up and I ended up with a free afternoon, I scooted over to the neighbors for some s'mores and stories.
Little did I know: It was story night with Stevie. I wonder how his stories will change as he gets older, and I really hope he meets people on the way who nurture his gift. For the rest of us there will always be melted gooey sugary goodnes between graham crackers ... and chocolate ...
