Happy Face

I watched Son1 play outside on our covered lanai. He seemed very intent on whatever he was working on at the table. He had his back to me, but I could see him through the family room windows. After a litle while I went out to join him. He turned and stunned me. "Look, mommy. I painted my shirt!" I aked him why he painted his shirt. "I made a happy face so I could show my teacher. See mommy?" Yeah, I saw that shirt all the way to the washing machine!