I don’t want to be every other parent that thinks they have the most artistic children in the world and foists that upon everyone. But ever since Cal showed me the cover of a ‘book’ that she made in class about bears (including the oh-so-precocious spelling of ‘hibrnat’ for hibernate) I’ve been mulling over just how good she’s gotten at drawing things in a short time.
I mean, it was just a few months ago that everything she drew was stick figures. Like, very, very basic stuff.
Now I have a bear with a quirky expression on its face, and I just want to frame this damn thing.