I’m not sure Annabelle appreciates the final product quite yet — or maybe she does — but there’s something oddly joyful for me about finding items like the one pictured, left by Annabelle on the coffee table after what was obviously a raucous arts and crafts session involving her younger sister and some out of control markers. Or maybe scissors.

What would you call it? It’s not quite Outside Art.

How about Sister Art?