I had a monster headache tonight, so I went upstairs to chill out after dinner .... successfully ignoring my children for over an hour.
When I finally emerged, my 4-year-old had a gallery of drawings she'd been working on, spread out on the living room floor. This one was my favorite. When I asked Bea what it was, she said "It's a gun. A meatball gun."
Love it. Maybe I should ignore her more often.
