“Let’s draw Bob the Builder,” she said. We draw a lot, but I always think it’s not enough. I grab pens and paper and we lay on the floor.
“How’s this?” I say after drawing his head.
“It needs legs.”
“Okay. You draw ’em.”
So she did. She usually crawls over onto my picture anyway. You can look at kid’s drawings, but watching them work, and getting to hear any patter that takes place is wonderful. The dark balls at the end of the legs? “I need to give him toes,” she said as she colored them in. “There you go.”