Quietly, he knelt in front of a piece of scratch paper and a pencil.
With hands that only a six year old could have, dimples and dirty.
Busily concentrating as he pushed his pencil along.
Later I asked, "Did you write a letter to Santa?"
He smiled a full baby teeth smiled, "No. I drew an Eiffel Tower for you and my Dad."
Eiffel Tower for Christmas!