A story goes around that when I was about 6 years old, I drew life-size stick people on my bedroom wall. However, when I asked my Mom to produce photos of the drawings, she says that photographs were not what she was thinking about at the time! She has certainly taught me a lesson in this, for right now I have a precious (or is it spelled precocious?) two-year-old son:
Nethaneel’s definitely a sweet-heart, full of hugs and kisses, “I love you’s”, and a good dose of mischievousness! In the past 24 hours, I have found this:
So Caleb decided we needed to do this:
And of everything Nethaneel’s done, I’ve learned one valuable lesson from my mother: Take pictures. Let’s just hope that Nethaneel’s able to keep his children to drawing on paper only!
Note: No surfaces were permanently harmed by Nethaneel’s artistry. Rubbing alcohol is a wonder!