September 20, 2021
more lockdown graffiti.
hallo dear patrons.
love from aotearoa new zealand lockdown, day 35.
hanging in there, third eye getting squeegee’d daily.
ash was working on a black crayon drawing on a piece of paper and i turned my back only to turn around a few moments later to see him crayon-graffiti-ing the picnic table.
eh no harm, it’s crayon.
he’s only just barely learned to learn to spell and write so i was expecting to be presented with his usual fare lately; a picture of a monster or a butt.
he wrote “‘my mum is the best”.
i almost openly wept.
and why do i wish i’d given him a knife for his birthday.
o silver linings of lockdown, keep coming.