My kitchen window currently looks like this:
Yes, someone threw a rock through the window. In a neighborhood with so many kids, it’s impossible to tell which one was the culprit.
Impossible, that is, unless I happened to be standing inside my house right by the window when the accident occurred.
That enabled me to see the stunned expression on the child’s face moments before she fled from the scene of the crime.
That Brooke is a pretty fast runner when guilt is nipping at her heels.
It was time for the ward Christmas party and Rebecca asked me to take the pictures again this year.
I’ve been storing up kid artwork for a while, so here’s a post dedicated to our aspiring artists/graphic novelists.
Brooke’s school papers continue to be used (for better or for worse) as her sketch pad:
Holidays bring out her creativity:
She saw our bananas and couldn’t resist giving them a little personality:
And then we have the endless doodles and comics she draws on every scrap of paper she can find:
Caroline isn’t quite as prolific of an artist, but she does do cute drawings as well:
Spencer enjoys drawing also. Here we have a self portrait:
Another child who can’t resist doodling at school:
Spencer went through a phase where he was really into flags. He’d look up pictures of different flags and recreate them in miniature:
Lately Madison has been joining the artistic ranks.
Madison drew this one in church. Her friend Norah is sad, so she’s giving Norah a doll to make her happy:
This princess got caught in a rainstorm and wasn’t happy:
Madison brought this paper home from preschool. I was shocked at the adorableness of that zebra and had to text her preschool teacher to see if Madison actually drew that. Turns out she did draw it all by herself. It’s especially surprising how good her zebra is when you compare it to the other two animal blobs beside it.
One day we played Pictionary as a family. We told Madison she could draw whatever she wanted. The category was “animal.” She drew this:
After guessing every animal we could think of we finally asked Madison what it was. Her response? A giraffe. I continue to chuckle to myself every time I think of her neckless giraffe.
One application that doesn’t get enough use in our house is Photo Booth. Whenever it’s used raucous laughter reigns. I’ve included both the original picture and the Photo Boothed one. It’s up to you to figure out which one is real life…
July 12, 2011 @ 8:11 am
Love the picture to go along with the story of the guilty daughter. Oooops! I’m sure she didn’t mean to break the window…did she??
July 12, 2011 @ 8:30 am
Brooke! I wasn’t expecting that.
July 12, 2011 @ 9:10 am
Oh no! That’s a big rock for such a little thing. 🙂
July 12, 2011 @ 10:19 am
Haha! That little rascal.
July 12, 2011 @ 3:23 pm
I love looking at the picture of the broken window and then looking over to the right column of your blog to see Brooke’s cute little pose — looking so innocent.
July 13, 2011 @ 10:02 pm
This totally made me laugh, but I’m sure I would feel differently if my kitchen window was broken. I’m sure you’ll think it’s funny in a few years!
July 18, 2011 @ 4:09 pm
I love that story and that picture! I just read “Stone Telling” by Shel Silverstein. It seems appropriate for this incident!