Olivia sat at the kitchen table. Her six-year-old hand held a pink Crayola marker. The marker moved across the paper. Its strokes brought her imagination to life. I spied a smile as it curled on her cheek.
“What are you doing?” I asked her from the living room.
“Nothing mommy,” she teased.
I walked over to her with my own smile. My index finger poked her just under her ribs, sure to get a giggle.
“Nothing Mommy, nothing Mommy, nothing Mommy,” I mocked. “Seriously, what are you doing?”
“I’m making a Draw Some for you Mommy!” she giggled with a glow of pride.
“Aren’t you a clever girl!”? I replied with giddy surprise.
“You clever, clever girl!! I know what we can do!” I said with excitement. “How about I draw a Draw Some everyday and leave it for you. Then in the morning you can solve it with Grandpa?!” I said with raised eyebrows and a smile looking for agreement.
“Yes…Yes Mommy!!!!” Olivia answered with joy.
“Me too Mommy! Me too!!” Francine shouted, sure to not be forgotten.
“Of course you too silly! It will be fun. We will do it until the end of the school year. It will help us not miss each other too much!” I reply.
So as the days leading up to the end of the school year bring out our annual count down calendar, excited anticipation and potent reminders of how much we miss each other while I am at work…
Each morning
I sit.
I smile.
I draw….
One for each of them to guess.
One for each for them to think of me while I am at work.
…and when I get home from work I find drawings left for me.
One from each of them.
Each of them drawn as they think of me.
Our very own version of Draw Some.
