I go into Abby’s room to read with her before bed. She’s drawing a picture of a girl and boy.

I go into Abby’s room to read with her before bed. She’s drawing a picture of a girl and boy.
“Who’s the boy? You never draw boys.”
“A British officer.”
“…”
“You know, the one she’s spying on. To report to General Washington.”
“…”
“The girl is Lydia Darragh.”
“…”
“For my history report!”
“Oh! Yeah! Looks great.”
“Jeez, Papa.”
“You should color the officer’s coat red so you know he’s British.”
sarcastic “Thanks.”

I didn’t get a pic of what she was drawing, but here’s the excellent cover of her report.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lydia_Darrah