”Daddy, mommy!” Arabella calls out, and I immediately drop my paintbrush to give her my full attention before she starts to whine about Katie Rose.

“Wow,” I look up from my painting, ready to be excited over whatever crap she's conjured up but what I see stuns me to silence. She's painted an elephant, the details are so realistic, and even with the bright strokes of her paint you can tell how great is.

“Daddy, look!” she grins, but he's too occupied with his own painting to ...