Empathy

(just wanted to document this lest I forget it).

2-15-11

The ice maker in the freezer got jammed today and kept making a non-stop crackling noise.

Andrew kept looking at the fridge and furrowing his eyebrows.  He tried multiple times to check behind the fridge, and then looked at the freezer door seemingly very distraught.

Then he ran to me clearly upset and said, "Momma, the ice cream is crying!"

Next scene: He has his cheek pressed against the fridge door and his arms spread out giving the fridge a hug.

(*Side note: We haven't had ice cream since July).