Now, to my pictures. When I go to bed at night, there's a wall that I wind up staring at until my eyes obey my command to stay closed. On this wall, I've hung things that make me smile: my certificates to prove I've passed certain levels in piano (first class honours with distinction, baby), art from when I was younger, heartfelt things people have bought me, and best of all -- art my nephew has made me.
Last Easter, he painted everyone watercolour pictures and gave them as gifts. He's so precious... my best friend (my brothers call her "pseudo-sis") was sitting next to me, over for Easter. My nephew hadn't anticipated this, so when he had given everyone their art and he didn't have one for her, he thought for a minute and told me that the painting he gave me could be for both of us (his words, I believe, were "umm... aunty, that's for you and her, K?")
I asked him what the painting was of, and he told me that it was "Princess turning into the Easter bunny" (Princess is my cat, remember).
So precious.
This was the top half of the birthday card he gave me this year. I love his drawings of people!! They have hair, arms, legs, and eyes with pupils! So awesome...
This is two people jumping rope. I asked him what it was about and who the people were, and he thought about it then said he couldn't remember. Heh.
These are some tulips that he made my mom and I. I can't remember how long ago they're from, I just know that I keep them in that porcelain watering can I won at a bridal shower. It seemed useless at the time, but now it has a purpose. And yes, it is posing on top of my laptop.
Art given from a 4-year old feels so special, doesn't it? There's just something particularly gratifying about knowing that a child loves you. It's like it gives you a place in the world. And this little child is full of lots and lots of love... he's a blessing in a little, rambunctious package.
~Godspede
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