Philip, the budding artist.

Last night, Philip was drawing on the chalkboard of his art easel thingy. He tends to scribble until you give him a specific thing to draw, then he tries to draw it.

I asked him to draw me, so he did.
There was a head, with eyes, a nose, a mouth, hair (Er - really? is that how I look?), arms, legs... it was all there, and somewhat recognizable.

Then I asked him who he wanted to draw next, and he said "Clara!"

So, he drew a big circle around me.
Huh?

I said: "I thought you were going to draw Clara?"
He replied: "I did. She's giving you a hug."

I turned into a puddle of mush - seriously, is that ridiculously cute or what?