Interpretive Art

Matthew came home from school armed with a flurry of Valentine's Day projects. He was very proud of this particular art piece. He has insisted that it stay on the fridge for everyone to see.

I was struck speechless.... well speechless before the repressed snickering as if I were a 7th grade boy.

This is supposed to be a flower. All the other kids made round circular flower shapes with their tissue paper. My son makes something that looks like a vagina with eyes.

If you look carefully up towards the right of the eyes you will see a little tiny person he drew. I am unsure why this little tiny person has climbed to the top of the creepy vagina flower. I'm a little afraid to ask.

A portrait of Mommy

Phoebe decided to do me the honor of drawing my portrait on her magna doodle.

She drew with concentrated precision and when she finished she proudly revealed her picture. She happily pointed out my arms, my legs, my eyes, my nose, my tummy and last but not least- my nummies!!

Disproportionately huge breasts on this poor little stick figure of a woman. I actually felt my back start aching just looking at the picture. Poor little stick figure mommy. I feel for her. I really do.