A Love Story from a Seven-Year-Old to His Mom

My Waterfall of Gold

Author’s Photo: Son’s Story, “My Waterfall of Gold,” Cover Illustration. March 2006

It was morning, and I was up and out of bed. I was sitting at the breakfast table. My mom was making me breakfast. I was thinking about how much she takes good care of me.

Author’s Photo: Son’s In-text illustration, page 2. March 2006

Mommy served me scrambled eggs. “My favorite! Yummy in my tummy!” I thought. I started to eat my scrambled eggs covered in ketchup. I was still thinking about how much my mom takes care of me.

Author’s Photo: Son’s In-text illustration, page 3. March 2006

My mom was washing the dishes. From my seat, I said, “Mom, you know what?” Mommy said, “No. What, my son?” I said, “Mom, you are a waterfall of gold!”

Author’s Photo: Son’s In-text illustration, page 4. March 2006

Mommy dropped what she was doing, came up to me in tears, and said, “What? What did you say? Where did you get that from?”