Symphony in Black and White: The Boy

I had no idea Trav was such an artist when he picked up the dry-erase pens from Petey's new art easel.

And it's the little man to a T: the blankie, the milk (which he calls "mill-key"), the train clutched tightly in his left hand - he's even wearing an actual outfit. It's my boy. Too bad Petey ended up drawing all over it...