This morning Asher took his fall leaf with tissue paper colors pasted on that he made at school off of the refrigerator and in its place he hung up the napkin I had just used to wipe oatmeal off his face.
I figured, who am I to judge his taste in art? So I left it there.*
*Well, at least until he spilled something. I prefer art with a purpose.
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