Tiny Picasso and the Fish That Wasn't...or Maybe Was?
So while Mom was cooking dinner, and Dad was watching the Chicago Bears dismantle the Lions, Zoey was in her room drawing on her chalk board...like some kind of goddangma #$%&ing Picasso!
She says it's a fish...we both saw a little girl with her hair in her face...whatever you want to call the work of this 2.9 year old, it's brilliant. We were stunned. Zo just kept right on sketching, and then eventually wiped it off. How dismissive the casual genius can be.
Wow. Just wow. Is it just me or is this something that should solicit swoons. Maybe all that sketching with Daddy left some kind of subtle imprint? Or maybe not, I mean, after all, it could just be a fish.