We have an art station at school, with different papers/brushes/textures, etc...each week. Art has never been too high on my priority list, so it's not unusual for my cubbie to hold artwork with one swipe of a brush or one small dot from a crayon. Mommy cherishes them, saving each and every one. This week's work took the cake, though. Don't look too closely for something, because it's not there. Apparently, even though I hadn't made a mark on the paper, I insisted my name be put in the corner and placed it in my cubbie for Mommy.