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cars, catfish and candy

i thought i would share some of the recent artwork of my boys, just to sort of document where they are in their development as budding artists and creators with color and lines and strange relationships.  for example, cade just drew a picture of me the other day with cherries and bananas on my head.  who knows?  these first two are by caedmon (he saws the bottom one is a car in the rain):







these next two are by jackson, who loves filling every possible void with color, even on his worksheets at school.  he just can't seem to bear to leave an square centimeter of blank paper.  the second one is "a catfish eating a fish.  and that fish has blood coming out of it." 



this last one is a list jackson made after taking inventory of all the candy he got at the 4th of july parade we go to every year in osceola mills, pa.  he did all the counting and writing himself!  he's growing up (and likely getting a mouthful of cavities!). 




ps.  pray for shannon.  the boys don't have school AGAIN today (two days in a row) due to flooding in our area, and she is at home all day with the three crazy boys.  i think she'll be needing a mani/pedi soon!

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cathyq said…
I think she is going to need a "Mommy's Day Out"!

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