Our youngest is fascinated with my boss. They've never met, but my kid knows vaguely that my boss is the guy who keeps me employed and, at my kids' end of things, supplied in food, shirts and pants he hates, and new Lego sets. So I'm constantly badgered into drawing pictures of my boss for him. Here we have a drawing of me with my boss. I'm on the right, drawn by my son. My boss is on the left.
Yes, my boss is bald, a fact that really bothers my youngest. He insists that I draw hair on my boss every time. So I do a token stubble, and that seems to satisfy the boy.
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