Two year olds view the world in a different way. Things that are perfectly logical to the adult brain are downright silly in Owen's brain. We seem to have a lot of conversations like this one:
Scott: Owen, why don't you color on some paper.
Owen: No dad. I coloring on ... my... ha-ands.
Scott: No. Let's not color on hands. Can you find some paper?
Owen. No-o Dad. I coloring on... my... ha-ands.
(All implying that we are insane for suggesting paper when there is perfectly good skin to be decorating right in front of him.)
And that's what leads to pictures like these: