When we moved into our home 4 years ago, Augie was only one. I never imagined at the time that he would be the one using the art studio instead of me. This guy sits at the drafting table and draws mounds of art work each day. Last week, he pretended the studio was his gallery where he had an art show. He invited me to attend so, of course, I went. He walked me through the gallery explaining all the pieces of art, served me drinks, played a game with me, and let me purchase one of his pieces to take home. I just love him. Also, I’m so glad we have this space for him to be himself and create. Partially because it’s always a giant mess and partially because I know how much it fuels his creativity. Maybe some day I will have time to create new art in there with him.