I collect the small moments of life, add thoughts and responses, then declare them precious
Eric Walker | paint your face
Same scenario as above… Ella is doing the water color paints, and mom has to put Lucan down for a nap. Some time passes. Dad (me) hears a knock at his office door. “Daddy, look at my face. I look like a monster.” Actually, she looked more like an indigenous inhabitant on a peyote induced vision quest.