Anyway, I've got several of their awesome ceramic works around the house. Some decorative, some useful. The other day I was admiring one that must have been from around first or second grade. I turned it in my hands, the texture familiar to my mommy fingers. I tipped it over so I could read the bottom to remember which of my kids had created it...and, clearly on the bottom it said, "Antonio". Now this would have been fine and dandy had it been one of my kids' names, but that is not the case.
So am I going to pursue finding "Antonio"? Likely not. Do I wonder if Antonio's mom has my kid's work? I kind of do. Am I going to keep it? You bet...I've grown to love the darn thing.
Antonio, wherever you are, this mama loves your work!
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