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On My Son, The Artist – He’s Quite An Impressionist, I Tell You

This is a picture my almost-four-year-old son drew the other day. “This is mommy,” he says. “Mommy when she’s cross*.” * In my defense: it was probably because I’d just discovered this, behind the couch. In permanent marker.

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