Well as previously posted-we have been mourning the loss of our sweet little "Tinker" bird. It was a tragic day for us. But I think we have finally reached a point of forgiveness. On Sunday while at church, Steve was sitting out in the foyer with Mason. He was playing with the colored pencils-pretending that they were rocket ships. Well Steve sat quietly listening to Mason as he blasted off to the different planets. Only to arrive in the "Spirit World". He called for Tink saying, "Tink, Tink, where are you?" In his mind he must have found little Tinker. He then proceded to tell Tink he was sorry that he hurt her and that she had died. That he was only playing with her. He hoped that she would forgive him and that he loved her. He blew her 2 kisses and then blasted off with his rocket ships.
A little while later, he shared this tender story with Mikayla-whose heart of hearts was touched and she thought that he was sweet again and she knew he was sorry. Poor boy, its been a hard week for him.