text: Mommy and Daddy are happy today. I know they are because they came in my room smiling and carrying a huge cake. It's my birthday today. I smile at then as they sing Happy birthday and then I get to pretend blow it the candle. We can't have real candles in my room. Mommy got in trouble last time. But it's still fun to pretend. I got a new truck and coloring books. I even ate three whole bites of cake! But then I started getting tired again so Daddy called the nurse. She took my temperature and fluffed my pillow and told me happy birthday too. I smiled because I was too tired to say thank you. Soon, I feel asleep, but I didn't sleep long. Somebody woke me up by rubbing my back. I looked up and saw a grand pa man smiling at me. "Come on champ, it's time to go." I sat up and yawned."I'm not supposed to leave my room." His warm hand gently held mine and made me feel safe. He smiled and his eyes wrinkled up. "I know. But we are just going to walk to the door. We will stay in your room. Besides, I've got a present over there for you." I looked across the room but the door was hard to look at. I guessed it was okay so I nodded and slid off the bed. As we got closer to the door, it was harder and harder to look at, so I just looked at the floor. Slowly, the floor faded into grass, and I could smell flowers. I looked up and gasped. Everything was gone. No more hospital room, now I was in a big feild of flowers. There man laughed a little and crinkled his eyes at me again. "Do you like to paint?" He asked. "Yeah! I can't paint all kinds of things. My mommy said..." I felt sad and wondered where my mommy was. The man squatted down and wrapped me in a hug. "Your mommy is just fine. She's a little sad but she will be okay. Would you like to paint her a present?" I wiped my tears and nodded. "Come on then." I heard the yips and meows before I saw the baskets of kittens and puppies. All of them were White, like blank paper. He took me to a basket full of paint brushes and paints. "This is heaven, son. But you have a very important job here. All these pets need painting before they go to see their mommies. Over the hill are other kids just like you for you to play with and all the food you ever want. But I bet you want to pick one out and paint it special for your Mom first." "I can't see my mommy any more can I?" I got another hug. "No, son, but you can send her a pet. " I picked up a really small sleepy kitten. Maybe he can be orange. Mommy liked pretty things. I started to paint and all the sadness left me. When I was done I handed the kitten to the man. "Be careful. That's my mommies special Kitty." The man smiled and nodded, then he disappeared. So I picked up a wrinkley puppy and started putting poka dots on him. I think I'm going to like it here.