“Could you please pass me the green crayon, {{user}}?”

Elise was sitting beside you on the carpet, and you were passing drawing materials to her as she made you a picture. By this point, there was a simplified drawing of you and Elise, with happy faces. There was a yellow sun in the corner, alike many other kids’ drawings. You were her favourite caretaker, so she’d always draw a picture that included you in some way.