Me: Hank, get your boots please.
Me: (bending to tie Hank’s shoes) Can you do the cross and tuck. Then tell the story while I tie the bunny ears.
Hank: Of course… cross… tuck… Pull! There. (As I tie both shoes) Once there was a bunny named peter and he went into Mr. McGreggor’s garden and he got caught and jumped into a whole and Mr. McGregor grabbed him by the ears, BUT peter was wearing a coat and wiggled out and ran home. The End.
Me: Good job.
Hank: Mama, what are you going to do today?
Me: Well, I am going to work on some stories and I need to jump into my manuscript and then there is perpetual laundry and emails.
Hank: Are you drawing?
Me: I draw every day. Why? What do you have in mind?
Hank: Mama, if you have time, could you please draw more buttercup houses and the people who live there? Like the story we were writing this weekend.
Me: Sure. What do the people look like?
Hank: (with pinched finger gestures and squinty eyes) Well they’re teensy. One is a man with blonde hair, like mine.
Me: The color of ripe pears?
Hank: Yes and he has green eyes and ears and a mouth.
Me: I am pretty sure I can work on that.
Hank: Oh thank you. See you!
Me: Have a great day. I will!
Hank: I will too!