Syx scribbling away on his drawing pad. Going through every color of crayon he has. Sticking his tongue out as he cuts it out and combines it with glue onto another drawing. Grinning like an idiot when its all done and running to the Warden’s office waving it around, “Look look! I made this for you!” 

Presenting his parent with the colorful drawing of them together as a family on a colorful beach. A hopeful look in the little boy’s green eyes. Wanting all the normal things he reads about in books and sees in movies.