I start having flashbacks to last night when my daughter started yelling for me and ended up getting sick.
Reluctantly, I walk to his door, "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, check this out!" He holds up his large drawing notebook so I can see the latest. Usually, it's an alien or a sea creature.
But this time, it is something different. His art teacher gave him a guide for drawing an owl. He decided to try it out in his notebook. It turned out so neat.
I love seeing the pride spread across his face when he finishes a drawing. He was so excited to show me and I was so in love with all the details.