Pure love

As usual, we drove to Ley's kindy at around 12 noon to fetch him. Ley had a big art piece on his hand and happily gave it to Fern the moment he saw her. It was a beautiful (even though it is not) card in the shape of a colorful butterfly. Fern was very happy (briefly), she then pointed her fingers at the card and said:" your coloring work is very lousy." I have to agree with Fern on this but who cares...