The other day, Fiona was busy scribbling away on a piece of paper. I asked her what she was doing. "I'm drawing a fish!" I smiled at her, expecting her to bring me over a 30-second drawing. Several minutes later, she handed me this:
It took me a moment to catch on. At first it looked like a blob of scribbles, and then it started looking rather familiar. I walked over to the fishtank.
I don't think I did that good when I was four!