Here's the picture he drew me and insisted I tape above my desk:
And here's the conversation that followed. Wish you could have heard his sweet little voice:
Ty: Here's your picture, Mrs. Jones. Tape it right there!
Me: That is a nice picture (had no idea what it was). Hey, Ty, tell me about the picture you drew for me.
Ty: It's your heart beat.
Me: Ty, doesn't your heart beat go up and down like this (as I made the motion with my fingers). When your heart beat is flat like this picture, I think it means you are dead.
Ty: Well...you don't look so good today, Mrs. Jones.
I thought I was going to die laughing, but he was as serious as could be and NEVER changed expressions. At that point, I said I had to use the bathroom and excused myself. I closed the bathroom door, turned on the fan and laughed soooooooooooo hard!!!!