Giraffe puppet, doughnuts and football players

EB has been doing a lot of drawings lately, and she's come a long way since the surreal/scribble-like drawing
she created a year ago. Here are a few of my recent faves.

Giraffe Puppet

EB: "This is a puppet giraffe."

Me: "Why a puppet?"

EB: "Because I can't draw its legs.

 

Father's Day Card
EB: "This is me and Daddy. I have a chocolate doughnut and a strawberry doughnut. Daddy has two chocolate doughnuts."
Me: "Where's Mommy in the picture?"
EB: "Mommy...it's Daddy's day, not your day."

 

 Football player

 EB: "This is a picture of two boys and they are football players. This is a girl (the one on the left), and she's sad because they won't let her play football."

Me (slightly concerned): "Did that happen to you at school? Did the boys not let you play football"

EB: "No."

Me: "Do you know what football is?"

EB: "No."

Me: "Then where did you learn about football?"

EB: "On Caillou."

 

EB the Artist

EB turned a corner last night with her artistic abilities. For the first time, she drew a picture that actually resembled something. This is quite a change from the ones she had been producing – a collection of colors and scribbles, or what I’d like to think of as abstract art, a very sloppy Kandinsky.

I was making dinner when she happily ran over and walked me through her masterpiece. Check out the drawing, along with her explanation of each object. Her narrative of the images was bizzare/dreamy/scary: a boat chasing a submarine with anchors, torso-less midgets and a yellow ghost floating out in the ocean, a  floating bunch of grapes (perhaps as an offering to the mysterious kayaker). It’s got all of the makings of a David Lynch movie.

K and I are not one of those parents save all of their kid’s artwork. We’ve been judicious about which pictures to save, pruning all pieces that represent a mere scribble. But this one is worth saving, and it will be fun to see how EB’s abilities progress throughout the years.