"I don't know. You pick. I don't have any ideas."
"How about something Halloween-y?" I suggested.
"I know...but...I don't know."
I drew a blank too and said nothing.
We both stared off into the distance in silence. He had nothing. I had nothing. I decided to literally type "Halloween" into Google image search for inspiration. It worked! I found several spooky scenes in black silhouette. I almost picked one, but saw a cool looking witch on a broom and showed it to him. I thought about it and wasn't sure if I'd ever drawn a witch.
He looked at it for a moment, then said, "Hmm, how about a different witch?"
"Okay," I said and searched "witch." Lots of cool options came up.
"Pick something quickly," I said. "We've wasted a lot of time already."
"This one," he said in a flash.
I liked it too. "Let's do it."
He looked at it for a moment, then said, "Hmm, how about a different witch?"
"Okay," I said and searched "witch." Lots of cool options came up.
"Pick something quickly," I said. "We've wasted a lot of time already."
"This one," he said in a flash.
I liked it too. "Let's do it."
He ate breakfast and got ready for school really quickly today. "Can I mess around?" he asked.
"Sure. You can play in your playroom," I suggested. He didn't run upstairs. "Or you can watch me draw," I added. He was already watching.
"I want to watch you draw," he said with his eyes intently following my strokes.
I smiled. That was real nice to hear. But then he started wiggling and swaying and hitting my elbow. He did so repeatedly. I was getting a little nervous that I wouldn't have time to finish so I was trying my best to focus and work diligently.
"Can you please stop hitting my elbow?" I said in a serious tone.
After a few seconds he said, "I'm going to go play."
"Why don't you stay? Just don't hit my elbow anymore."
I smiled. That was real nice to hear. But then he started wiggling and swaying and hitting my elbow. He did so repeatedly. I was getting a little nervous that I wouldn't have time to finish so I was trying my best to focus and work diligently.
"Can you please stop hitting my elbow?" I said in a serious tone.
After a few seconds he said, "I'm going to go play."
"Why don't you stay? Just don't hit my elbow anymore."
"It's okay. I think I'll go play."
I guess it made sense for him to take advantage of the extra time to "mess around." He rarely has that opportunity in the morning. Having said that, I bet he'd have stayed to watch me had I not expressed my frustration with his wriggling.
I finished with just enough time to pack it up and go. After having a creative block to start with, I was very pleased with this Halloween-y drawing. On our way out the door he got a glimpse of the finished witch. "Oh cool! That's freaky!" he said intensely.
She sure is!, I thought.
She sure is!, I thought.
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