The Plastic Bucket and the Sand Box

Christa's mother, jean had always played with a plastic bucket and shovel in a sand box. But hers were smooth wood and careful tin. Jess eyed her pre school classmates looking for signs that another of the kids was like christa. She came to appreciate a quiet little boy whose questions were shyer than christa's demands. Maybe crista would find other kids like herself. Both of their kids were going up in a very different world than they'd expected. maybe it was time to lean into that whet.