Budding artist

What started out as my list of things for church on Sunday became something else entirely.

Caroline took it up as her own canvas and turned it into something new - a piece of art.

She starts with a circle then adds another and another, filling in the gaps with the appropriate size. She works on it throughout the day. She cried real tears (sad tears, not tantruming tears) when I told her it was time to put the pen down and take a nap. She was devastated to leave her work. She wanted to take it to bed with her.

I'm hoping to make it up to her when she wakes up.