Befrazzled Rorschach
Ugh. I didn’t want to leave my last post. Truly, I wanted to leave it up forever, but it’s time to move on. There will be more stories of my grandparents to come. For today, I’m going in a “whole nother” direction.
My daughter….bored on a rainy Sunday asked if she could draw me some pretty pictures. It sounded like a marvelous plan to me. I gave her her tablet of colored paper, pencils and crayons and busied myself with laundry.
A few minutes later. She gave me her latest masterpiece and asked me to hang it on the fridge. This is what she drew.
What does it look like to you?
Give up?
Here is the answer key:
Yeah. That’s what I thought too.
Also, yesterday, I overheard the following exchange between my children:
Daughter (to her brother): I’m hungry, I want a banana. Will you go get me one?
Son: Uh. No. I’m not your slave.
Daughter: (whines) I’m not trying to treat you like a slave. I just want you to go get it!
Um, according to my husband, I use the same logic on him all the time. I think he is mistaken.
The rainbow I got. The lava rocks, not so much. The unicorn looked entirely like something else (reminded me of something from Austin Powers or Spaceballs). Of course, when you point out what it is, it becomes a bit more obvious. But what do flying unicorns (Pegasus?), lava rocks, and rainbows have to connect them? Very creative girl.
Maybe your daughter will remember that exchange when her brother wants to meet one of her friends…
Comment by Phyllis — February 19, 2008 @ 11:38 am
Also…the closing credits of Superbad. Man…I KNEW we shouldn’t let her watch that movie! (kidding…totally kidding…we only let her watch the first hour
Comment by Robin Dec — February 19, 2008 @ 11:44 am
And to think I thought the flying uni was a pig! LMAO, now looking at it a 2nd time it does look like an illustration from SuperBad…too funny.
I have to share and you know this person to because he went to Bedford…but I won’t mention his name, Jim may have heard the story at work some years ago. Here goes: our old neighbors dad likes his beer, his grandkids were too little to know what beer was and when our neighbors daughter was 3, she signed her Papa’s birthday card by writing her name and it was spelled “WASTED”–her name is Amanda. Sure made for a great laugh===he laughed too!
Comment by Cheryl Engfer — February 20, 2008 @ 12:13 am