Recently I was trying to gain control of the artwork in our house.
Borrowing from a darn clever Pre-K teacher, (Miss Angela, where ever you are, thank you!) I managed to score a few empty pizza boxes and have been filling them with artwork. With every drawing comes a memory.
Mireya walks up to me about three years ago and proudly shows me the round circle with four stick legs, two eyes and a serious looking mouth. "Cat," she said, beaming. She then walked over to our cat who was taking in some sunshine, kneeled in front of her and thrusts the picture up to her nose. "Look," she says. "It's you!"
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