Hank: (big sigh, getting a fresh piece of paper)
Me: What’s up?
Hank: I am going to start a new drawing.
Hank: I don’t like how I made her head. It is too small for her body. I am going to start again.
Me: You are going to leave her alone on a blank page?
Me: I just cannot imagine living alone on a blank page. How terrible. She has nothing to keep her company: no tree, no house or flowers or clouds or blue sky.
Me: I just cannot bear to leave her alone. May I draw her a house? You may, of course, move on to another drawing, but I think she is so sweet and want to give her a world to live in.
Hank: Sure. I think she needs a fairy house.
Hank: Yes and since she is a fairy she needs wings and I will draw her a tiny magic cherry tree with tiny magic cherries.
Me: Wonderful. Tiny magic cherries are the best and can you make the sun? Your suns are far better drawn than mine.
Hank: I make a nice swirly sun. That is the kind that fairies like.
Me: I will make the grass.
Hank: You make the best grass. You put all the colors and grass has many colors.
Me: (sigh, satisfied)
Hank: You were right, my mama. Much better. She just needed a world and wings to become beautiful.