Hereditary.

bunnytrace

I sat with my kid at his abuelos’ dining table, in front of his large sketching pad. I picked up a blue marker and drew a bunny rabbit. I typically draw rapidly, rarely lifting the pen off the paper unless I’m adding texture…in this case, perhaps the stripes in his turtle neck.

He looked at it and smiled. “Bunny rabbit,” he said. He took a green jumbo crayon and traced the character in the same swift, fluid motion, lifting the crayon only once.

Geez.

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