McQueen 2lot, referred to by the builder and the neighbors as the castle. It boasted a sales price of 1.1million dollars. I found a fantastic accent piece for the driveway that was every bit as elegant asthe home it¶s self. I had fallen in love with the amethyst colored hardtop Lexus convertible themoment I saw it and bought it right there on the spot. Life was good and I felt like I had to work every moment to keep it that way.This particular morning, however, I had to take time out for my youngest son, Memphis,who had a check-up with his pediatric cardiologist. I didn¶t mind going since his doctor had said by age two the holes in his heart would almost certainly be closed. I was geared up for the blissful news and anxious for the peace it would bring to close this worrisome chapter in our life.My mother met me in the parking lot of the doctor¶s office with Memphis in the backseatof her car waving and yelling as soon as he saw me, ³Mommy, Mommy´. He was the sweetestconstantly content and cheerful child I had ever known, always happy. I often wonder where his joy comes from and have tried to incorporate it into my life as well. Helping him out of his car seat he raised his arms for me to pick him up; both dimpled hands wrapped firmly around hisveggie tales characters, Larry in one hand and Larry Boy in the other. As I pulled him to me, hegave me the biggest baby boy hug his little arms could possibly give but no kisses, because theywere ³germy and yuck.´The waiting room was full of toys, but he was not interested since he was busy watchingthe pretty fish in their aquarium, his favorite being a black and yellow fish that seemed to hide ina small hole inside of a rock, occasionally swimming out for a second and then darting back tohis hiding place.Waiting for what seemed forever for them to call his name in the cold waiting room withits uncomfortable chairs; I was more than ready to get this over with so I could go back to work.