A budding artist..
My lovely mom, like most moms has the habit of telling stories from my childhood to anyone who will lend her a listening ear!!
One of those stories involves me filling up a 200 page (192 to be exact!) notebook with butterfly's and only butterflys in every size and color when I was four ! I am sure that the modern day psychoanalyst will come up with a nice explanation for why a four year old's first fascination with a sketch pen starts with a butterfly and why he would be so obsessive enough to fill a notebook with a single object ? Maybe I was obsessive compulsive, maybe I was a perfectionist, or who knows what else ? Anyways, I digress so predictably! On with the current topic !
For the last few months we have been wondering why Jr. doesnt like writing as much as reading. I was worried that she probably suffered from pencilophobia or some other such thing. This inspite of assurances from her school that she writes fine !
Last week she drew a flower (after daddy taught her how to draw). The next day she got us a paper from school with at least 50 flowers ! I was reminded of my mom's story and was worried that I would be condemned to repeating the same story that my mom used to say (after doing find="butterfly", replace ="flower").
This morning, Jr. erased that nightmare scenario when she drew "me" ! I was speechless and she kept surprising me with a picture of mom and "funny grandpa" !
It took daddy a few weeks to graduate from butterfly and go on to elephant and another few weeks to capture the rest of the animal kingdom on pen and paper..
I am so relieved that Jr. is doing much better. I am saving the pictures in my little shoe box !!