Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The Artiste


Jim's latest masterpiece. Pay special attention to the crayons...

Jim loves his crayons beyond life itself. Granted, he doesn't quite understand what life itself is, but he really is very fond of his crayons nonetheless. Unfortunately, he has very little patience for the finer points of their usage yet. I keep them on a shelf so that the house isn't entirely destroyed, so he stands under the shelf and points at them increasingly angrily until someone fetches them for him. Once he has them, though, he very rarely actually colors. He prefers to throw them at the cats, carefully break them into little pieces, smear them on the windowsills, laboriously peel off the wrappers, and so on and so forth. The only way to persuade him to actual use them for their intended purpose is to restrain him in his high chair with a couple crayons and a piece of paper, at which point he will perhaps deign to honor us with an artwork or two.


Jim post-art. Can you guess what color of crayon we found in his diaper later that afternoon?

Or he might just eat them instead. Close enough, if you're a toddler.


Bonus pictures: Jim concentrates VERY hard in order to smear crayon on the camera lens. That's why the rest of the pictures this month may or may not be kind of blurry.

4 comments:

Rhianna H said...

Sadly crayons are lead-free, so he won't have drawings nearly as creative as some artists.

Ma said...

Lead-free is good. Hopefully, he won't go cutting his ear off and sending it to an ex...

Ma the Second said...

BTW, I used to see the same expressions on Ma the First's face when she was painting...It must be the face of creative genius.

Emmaline said...

Green! I bet his poop was green!