As Gavin walked down the hall, crayon in hand, I knew it wasn't going to be a good thing. I looked at his face, his big ol' grin spread across it and he looks up at me and says, "Mommy, I made F's with circles, come see!" A surge of anger came over me as I followed him into his room and there they were...all over the wall just over his bed, big F's with circles around them. As I looked from the "masterpiece" to my little Gavin with a proud grin on his little face...that moment of anger turned into a moment of love. A love that, despite syrup stained carpet, butter smeared floors and color strieked walls, is unconditional and grows stronger with each and every day! I love you Gavin!!