Elizabeth has been very fond of kitty cats for as long as I can remember. When she was a baby a “meow” from Dennis and/or I would send her into nonstop giggling. She talks about wanting to get a kitty cat all of the time. That’s her reward for being out of pull-ups at night time and no more potty accidents. We visit the cats up for adoption at Petsmart every time we go there and she’s always heart-broken when we leave without one.
No surprise then that she’s taken to drawing kitty cats. I’ve always drawn cartoonish kitty cats for her (I’ll have to draw one and take a picture of it so there’s something for comparison). I was so surprised when she proudly (that’s putting it mildly) showed me her drawing. The picture is of the 2nd one she drew for me. Almost right after she showed me the first one she erased it and drew another and another. That’s the one bad thing about a magnadoodle.