We took it in turns to lie down on a large strip of paper.
I painted around him, and he coloured it in.
He painted round me, and I was meant to colour it in, but I liked it too much just as it was.
No, my waist is not that tiny, nor do I have a withered leg (though the bum is about right).
The fabulous distortion is because he diligently painted where my body touched the paper.
I've painted around his silhouette for the past 4 years.
You can see last year's version in the background of these photos.
It's a nice way of seeing how he grows.