Miranda came up to me with a piece of paper the other day and said, “I draw cat!”
I said, “Okay, you can draw a cat.”
She went off somewhere to draw while I did some other things around the house. Miranda came back with her paper. She had drawn a number of parallel lines. She said “Draw cat!” while pointing to the page.
These kinds of parallel lines usually meant that she wanted me to draw a flower at the end of the stems, or balloons at the end of strings. I didn’t get it.
“You want me to draw a cat?”
“Right here!”
“Right here?”
I was pretty sure she didn’t really want me to draw cat heads at the ends of these lines, but I couldn’t think of what else she could mean. Just before I started drawing, it hit me.
“Oh! Kite!”
“Yah, cat!”
Crisis averted. I drew a bunch of kites, and she happily colored them in.