The other day we were coloring together. I drew some grass and a sun. You drew the family, a cat, and an owl. I was lazily drawing some flowers when you said, “Mommy you need to draw some dirt.”
“Yes, Mommy. Under the grass. There needs to be dirt.”
So, I grabbed a brown crayon and drew a line of dirt under the green grass.
“That’s nice, Mommy. Dirt is beautiful.”
<<Love>> That’s my girl. Skirts and dirt.