My heart sank. I wondered if I knew anyone who would know the name of a good child psychologist so we could delve to the bottom of why my son felt compelled to draw a picture of himself with his face scratched out. And, I listened with half an ear for the telephone to ring with his teacher asking for a conference. I mustered all the nonchalance I could and said to him, "Hey, Spence? Did you draw this picture of yourself?"
He said, "Yeah. I'm a football player."
Well, of course you are. Maybe I'm the one who needs counseling.