Ok- as parents (or as people…or as friends…) how many things can we say that we do right? RIGHT. Really right. Absolutely, empirically, incontrovertibly right? And what is right anyway? How about done well, very well? I am here today to place my first check in the box of well done with these pencils, these sharpened, but not too sharp (lest he put an eye out) pencils sitting in a baby food jar on our dining table- where we eat our meals. The big boy has had a box of markers on the table for about a year. The paper is on a nearby shelf. And the pencils are a recent addition- started maybe two or three months ago. You know what they are? They are a bouquet. They are possibility. They are an invitation to creativity- and kids already do that so well without any help. Whenever he wants to draw they are there. And he either draws alone or we draw together. And it is good. And I feel happy and relieved that as his mother I have done, without a doubt, one thing right. Hear that? That is the sound of me smiling. read more