Thursday, August 25, 2011


I was doing a quick drawing of the Beloved Toy Barn and suddenly I feel a little head peering over my shoulder. She looked over my drawing, looked at the barn, and then looked me right in the eye with a certain familiar look that I couldn't quite place. Then she took her crayon and very meticulously added to my drawing, patted me on the arm, and walked away. It took me a while to realize I'd just been critiqued. I hope I got an A for effort, at least.

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