Let me tell you a story…

Let me tell you a story…

…of a boy who once upon of time didn’t know how to play.  He just didn’t have the imagination or ability to use his imagination. This little boy required everyone else to engage and entertain him to give him the ability to play. His mother was sad because she wanted nothing more than for her little boy to play and learn what it means to have an imagination. His rare genetic disorder made it difficult for him at times to have a coherent thought let alone know how to use toys and engage him in the wonderful world of play. Then this boy required a liver transplant so he could live and maybe have a chance to play as little boys play. No one knew…