Every Tuesday, we walk down Noe street to his class. At the top of the big hill, right after Cesar Chavez, there’s a stairway with a view of the mission. He’ll often stop there. I don’t blame him, it’s a tall hill and the view is stunning. The first time we stopped there, he asked where grandma’s is. I explained it’s across the water. Then he asked where his godparents are, and I told him they’re before the water. Then he listed off all the places, “Godparents then water then Grandma’s”. That’s his map of his world.