G doesn't draw at home. He tells me what to draw. Occasionally he will color big messes and we tape them up on the wall to admire. And admire them I do, but I also long to see his awkward and misproportioned self portraits, houses with no doors and mile-high pink roofs and cowboys riding spaceships. So how excited was I when his teacher showed us a lovely circle, an "X" and a square that he drew all by himself at school? Very! Now I am left to wonder how to get him to draw shapes at home...
Maybe I need to go on a drawing strike myself. Do it wrong or don't do it at all. He says "Right here, cat, Mama" and I shake my head or draw a football instead. Probably he's too clever for these tricks. I'll have to find out.
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