The other day after school, Annelise asked if she could go outside. After I said yes, I noticed she was carrying her new blank journal and a couple of markers.
Hmm...I was curious.
I grabbed my camera and peeked through the window.
Turns out she was sketching. Our garage. And some flowers.
I will try to remember that smile and that excitement in her voice every time I kick a stray Crayon or two across the floor, move the piles of masterpieces so we can eat supper or find marker marks on her clothes.
Maybe I should also buy stock in paper and Crayola products.