Gloria drew this tonight during our live readalong of the Wingfeather Saga*. Gloria is one week away from her fifth birthday, and I get a kick out of the fact that not a single one of us is missing our belly button. Or nose. (She had to go back midway through and add a few that were missing.) Or arms. (She realized that she was missing arms. "How can I draw a picture if I don't have any arms?!" Apparently I'll have to introduce her to a broader range of artists (Joni Earikson Tada comes to mind), but this Gloria did, in fact, use arms to draw this.) I asked her how many fingers I had, and she cheerfully responded, "Three!" and continued on without a care.
To her credit, she remembered all but one of us on her own. For some reason, she just couldn't remember Owen without a reminder. Not too bad.
Just in case you can't tell who is who, here's one with labels. Gloria thinks it's funny that Leah (drawn seventh) is the biggest. :)
* The Wingfeather Saga is a fiction adventure series, and back in March when the world shut down, the author decided to do a read-aloud every night of the first book until we were out of our two week quarantine. He got through the first two books, and then promised to start again in the fall. Book three he did read to us in the fall, and then started the final book after Christmas. Most nights most of us gather around to enjoy the story, and his funny voices. It's been one of our pleasant memories of 2020.
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