Grace is a creature of habit. (I wonder where she gets it from! Will and I are not like that at all! Oh, wait. We are totally like that.)
One of Grace’s routines is drawing while Sam is in speech therapy. She and I sit in the waiting room, which has plenty of toys and places to sit. I try to get some knitting done if I am on a deadline, or maybe read if I am not. Grace charms Lori, the office manager.
One week Lori gave Grace a box of crayons and some scrap paper. Now Grace asks for them every week. She often wants me to draw things for her, like an elephant or a rainbow. Last week she drew by herself, dipping each crayon in her cup of water first.
I think I will have to get her some watercolor pencils for her birthday.