Last night:
Oliver, scribbling with a black marker...
Me: "What does that say?"
O: "Dad took me for a tractor ride."
Me: "How bout that one?"
O:"Dad read a book...a TRACTOR book."
Picks up a purple marker.
O:..."dad working on the payloader..."
now green... a mark here, a dash there, a circle here...
O: "Arms...body...mouth...eye...legs."
Me: "What's that?"
O: "DAD!"
This morning, Me: You wanna go tell dad happy birthday?
O: Yeah! Eyes bright, off he scampers, finds the present and card, unwraps them for Eric: Here, DAD!! Happy birt-day! Points at my doodle on the card: A TRACTOR!
Now, that's a masterpiece.
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