Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Our little artist
Colin loves to draw. He's been drawing since he was 2, maybe younger. He will just sit at the desk, get out a pile of paper and start drawing. He usually draws monsters, robots, spiders and other things like that - things boys like. Some days he will draw all day long, stopping to eat and play a little, then he's back to the desk and his paper and pen. The best is when we call him for dinner or tell him it's time to take a bath and his response is a frustrated, "But I need to draw!" We've saved some of his work to show him when he's older what he did as a child. Dave thinks he has a great talent, partly because of some of the things he's been able to draw at such a young age, but also because of his love for it. When Colin draws he is in his own little world, concentrating and focusing, sometimes making sound effects. Right now I look at his work and smile, amused with the little things he draws and the stories he tells that go along with his pictures. But I know someday Dave and I will see something Colin did and look at it in awe, amazed that our child could create such a thing.