With all the talk of gardens, and chickens, and bees (oh my!), Miss Isabel has picked up on a little dream of mine. Maybe it was seeing a stack of books on the shelf, or listening in on some mama/daddy conversations. The point is, she drew a picture of our future farm. She is a sweetie. “Look Mom, I drew our farm.”
Andre likes to draw monsters. He likes it a lot. I love that in almost every drawing he himself is portrayed as a monster slayer. He defends his loved ones from imminent danger, and usually, the monster is at least ten times his size. I love the natural protection instincts of the male gender.
I love that Andre has explains for very long periods of time, an entire story from one simple drawing. Sometimes the story is more than a day long. Meaning not that he talks for more than a day, but that the picture represents that time frame. It’s cute, courageous, and creative. I also very much love that since he doesn’t have much exposure to violent games and movies, the page isn’t covered in blood. It’s a clean kill of the monster sort.
I’m not saying it won’t ever happen, but for now he’s not into the violence…just the idea of defending his family and friends. A warrior at heart, that little guy of mine. I love him…and his drawings.
Maybe they’re on the side table at least. I am pretty sure that I’m nuts. I can’t just relax and sit, I must do something. Here’s what I want to do with kids and by myself.
I have been wanting to make handmade soaps for a while now. I think my need to have appropriate cleaning supplies and skin care products in my nesting phase of pregnancy is going to make it a reality soon.
Drawing and watercolors will soon take place in the home school room. I must know what it is to teach them right? I am very much looking forward to this. Now, if only I could wriggle my nose and appear in a new and unpacked house…then these dreams would be a reality.