An artist I am not. I know this. My daughter does not. She was sitting on my lap, happily scribbling on a notepad with a pen. And then she says, "Mommy, can you draw Super Why?"
I immediately thought, "No, I do not possess that capability, so the answer is 'No. I cannot.'" Yeah, tell that to a two-year-old. So I told her I would try. I scribbled something that remotely resembled a human (which is interesting, because I'm not so sure Super Why is actually human. I mean, he flies his Why Flyer into a book to change the ending. Alas, I digress).
Naturally, that was not sufficient for her. Next, "Now do Wonder Red!" Really??? Okay, fine.
"And Alpha Pig?" Now a pig? Ugh.
"And the Why Flyers?" Yeah, right. Okay, I'll draw one.
"And the other ones?" Yeah, I'm done..... "Hey, Rosie, isn't that Curious George on the television?"