I'm learning to draw. It's great fun! On Saturday I played in Mommy's car, and I found a pen. It was lots of fun drawing on myself - I had snails and all sorts of things all over my face, arms and legs. When Mommy came to find me, she thought it was very funny. Then she saw that when I'd run out of space on my arms, I'd started drawing on the door. She didn't think that was very funny. She was very annoyed. Daddy gave me a smack on my hand. I cried. I refused to say sorry to either Mommy or Daddy, because I had drawn them such a pretty picture and they didn't even say how wonderful it was!
This evening I was playing in Mommy's car again. I found the pen again.... hee hee! This time it was Daddy who was cross with me and he smacked me very hard on my hand. I cried a lot!
Mommy hasn't washed the drawing off the door yet. She says it's a priceless work of art that she wants to treasure for a while. Silly Mommy!
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