Sometimes when I go places, I have to wait. Today and yesterday I had to do some waiting.
Mama and I took turns drawing some sort of fast shape or scribble and then the other person had to fill in something else to finish the shape or scribble.
This is like art improv. I know what improv is because my Daddy plays improv. Improv means you make parts of stories up and if someone else makes up something you don’t ever say “no” to them. You say “yes” and then you can add on your own ideas. I like improv because it is sometimes really silly.
