“Kids you need to share,” is said every single day at the Wilson home. After the words leave my lips, I am lost in a daydream of wishing for a dollar every time I have said it. The daydream of buying a house in France with my new-found fortune…. making wine from our families vineyard, painting and eating Gouda on our balcony.. I am quickly called back to reality by the sobs of two children fighting over the same toy, AGAIN. Sigh…. “Kids, you need to share.”
PS. The teddy bear was not harmed during the making of this illustration.