My sketches were steadily improving, peaking on August 12, when I drew the sketch below - the most accurate representation of my son, I think. Since then, my drawings have been very disappointing. I'm not sure what happened, except that I lost a week of drawing thanks to leaving my sketchbook in the diaper bag and constantly forgetting to put it next to the nursing chair, where I usually have the opportunity to draw.
I did this one today. It's the best in a while, which isn't saying much.