“Mom, do you want to watch me draw?”
Will’s sweet voice beckons me almost daily to come sit near him and observe his creativity in action. I have always thought of it as a request—an effort to get my attention and along with it a little encouragement and admiration. But it’s also something more.
It’s an invitation.
He understands the value of what he’s doing and believes the privilege is mine. He demonstrates his technique and reveals his inspiration so that I might learn from him—and indeed I do.
What generosity! What graciousness! What confidence!
