It's not often that I post a pictures of myself, but this one is rather charming to me. My little artist was working with his occupational therapist to create this picture of Mommy. The sweetest part of it was when he was trying to draw to the mouth. He didn't care what the hair looked like, and he only drew dots for eyes, but the mouth had to be smiling. He tried to draw it and was frustrated, so he asked for hand-over-hand support to make a big smile . . . it had to be a big smile. I guess I just think it is sweet that if he is drawing my picture he thinks it should have an ear-to-ear grin on my face.
Not to mention that I do rather look like a big round ball with arms and legs sticking out . . .
1 comment:
An artist...great jobe Thane!
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