Leaning Tower of Pisa

Leaning Tower of Pisa

"I got one perfect idea," he said before he sucked the last few drops of syrup out of his single serving syrup jar. "The Pyramid of Pisa!" he exclaimed. He must have seen the look on my face because he followed that up with, "Whatever. Never mind! A TV. Um, I want a..."

 I interjected, "Did you mean the Leaning Tower of Pisa?"

"Yes! The Leaning Tower," he confirmed.

I knew I was going to have trouble with the uniformity of the archways and overall proportions. I did have trouble indeed, but when I showed it to him, he said, "Great!"

I wasn't sure where to put his name. We had some extra time so I asked him for help. "Oh, I know where to put my name," he said confidently. The letters went in out of order on the bottommost archways.

"Do you know where the 'r' is?" he asked. Without pausing, he continued, "It's sneaky. It's camouflaged." He actually hadn't placed the 'r' just yet. He considered his choices. "Instead," he revised, "I'm going to have an R having a dive. How do you draw an upside down R?" He did his best. "Look Daddy, R's having a dive!"

With the Sharpie in his hand, he wasn't about to stop there.

"Do you want wind? Because it's windy there right?"