Simeon was four years old and loved most things except bedtime of course. On this particular afternoon, his mother was at the store, his sister was yet to come home from dance class, and his father was in his home office busy on the spreadsheet. Simeon had happily continued to work on the drawing and colouring he had begun at nursery. Rather pleased at his progress, he ran into the office, face beaming and with his rather large piece of drawing paper in tow:

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