Came up with something for us to pass the time on Friday afternoon. Afternoons are tough ’cause almost everyone here in Greece takes a nap. Everyone except my little guy that is. If I let him be he’ll just run from one end of the house to the other so it’s either play-doh, which he almost always puts in his mouth, song singing, which he closes his ears too (haha), or my favorite, and Panayioti’s least, drawing. Alas, my little boy does not share my love of artistry. Ever since he was a little baby I would stick crayons between his chubby fingers in an attempt for him to be like mommy. Autism or no autism, it hasn’t really clicked yet. But I’m hopeful, still.