7 years, 5 months.
This past weekend as Mommy was cleaning out your back pack from school, in an effort to throw out anything you didn’t need in there anymore, she found a hidden treasure, asking, “Ah Jack, what’s this?”
It was immediately obvious that you had done an amazingly accurate job of drawing and coloring a picture of your family.
The details were all there.
You and you sister have blue eyes, while your parents have brown. You mixed yellow and brown for your hair color, which is a sandy brown; unlike your sister’s blonde hair and your parents’ brown hair.
I had to laugh, because I now realize you purposely drew me wearing hat, as you’ve made it clear in a subtle way thought you don’t like my current look of choosing a zero guard buzz cut. (With a gentle nudge from Mommy this week, though, it has been decided I’ll be growing my hair back out now.)
In your drawing, Mommy’s lips were colored in full, as compared to the rest of us: I’ve never seen her when she’s not wearing lipstick.
You even took great measure to get our wardrobes right. Clearly, you put a lot of thought into this picture.
What makes me proudest about your drawing is that you chose to do this on your own, at school. It was not part of an assignment.
You just took it upon yourself to draw your family, with great personal details according to each family member.
And we’re all happy in the picture; which is a reflection of how you see us.
I’m looking at the psychological reason you drew this picture. This was your way of expressing that you love your family.
The thing is, there was no guarantee we were even going to see it.
In fact, it almost got thrown away, as it was casually mixed in with a bunch of old graded homework.
You didn’t draw this picture to impress me.
But boy, you managed to anyway.