My fixer/finder

So I've always been pretty in love with Thomas.  His sweet hugs, coy smile, bug eye silly face.  We've always been buddies.  But recently this gem of a kid has come up with a new way to please me.  He's become my fixer/finder.  When I get to my whits end in frustration over one thing or another he'll say, 'What's wrong mom?'

'The password list is missing and has been for a week!' - that I have one copy of and is always in the desk and would be an absolute pain to recreate. 5 minutes later I have it in my hand.

'I cannot for the life of me get my bike lock open, why didn't I write down the combination!'.  Literally 2 minutes later Thomas has the combo figured out and the lock open.

'Rin's glasses have been missing for 2 weeks.  We've searched the house, the cars and the church over and under and they are no where to be found.  Time for more serious prayer!  If we don't find them this weekend, I've going to have to give in and get new ones.'  Next day Thomas is the one to uncover them.

And this is just what comes to mind right now.  Over and over this year he has saved me.  Thank you Thomas!