Rosemary Craig Sky Art
When I was six years old, I handed my mother a drawing I had just finished of a Coke bottle. We were at the bowling alley where she and my father were in the middle of league play. She seemed so astounded by the little pencil drawing, showing it to all her friends and going on and on about it.
As a parent and grandparent, I understand why she reacted the way she did. I've done it myself with my children and grandchildren.