Oscar was so proud of this drawing. He was so happy he must have blissed out and lost his concentration – he left it alone with Lucy and a pen for like 3 minutes. Way long enough for it to be, wait for it, … “wooand!” (Oscar’s R’s are still very W-ish.)

I told him I’d have to take it out in photoshop. And I can, but now I’m attached to the scribble as part of the work. I think of it as fan noise. (Oscar didn’t buy that. Can you?)