Not too long ago, my husband (Chris) found himself with a pencil in hand and an urge to be creative. He grabbed a piece of scratch paper that had been left on the coffee table, and proceeded to spend a few minutes sketching my face. It's probably been years since he's tried to draw a face, and of course the perfectionist in him wasn't completely satisfied...but he contented himself with the fact that it was simply a creative urge, and needn't be perfect.
Audrey saw the picture the next day and declared that indeed, it was not an accurate rendering. She immediately decided to show us what I
really look like. She sat down, and started her drawing, looking up intermittently to make sure that her perspective was correct. When she finished, she happily said, "There! That's what mom looks like!"
Audrey saw the picture the next day and declared that indeed, it was not an accurate rendering. She immediately decided to show us what I really look like. She sat down, and started her drawing, looking up intermittently to make sure that her perspective was correct. When she finished, she happily said, "There! That's what mom looks like!"
So sweet! :)
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