At lunch today
Lex told me that “skunks are black and white, but the skunk in
the drawing on the blue paper over there is only black.” Then
he got out a white crayon to add some white to the skunk.
Looking at the picture you’d never know it was a skunk, but
when I looked more closely, the caption I’d written back when
he drew it in November is “A little river and a little skunk.”
I find this facinating because either he was up on a chair
reading that caption recently, or he looked at that bunch of
scribbles from 5 months ago and still thinks it looks like a
skunk! Either way, it now has the appropriate colors and life
is good again.