A Wonderful Art Lesson

Yesterday we had Little Miss 3 and her Mom for lunch. I made my daughter's favorite soup,

Unfortunately, I tried to "roast" the garlic in the microwave and started a fire. My house still smells like smoke. Blah!! I didn't see any flames, just the smoke pouring out and the garlic was black and hard. I used garlic powder instead. The soup was delicious!


Then Miss 3 stayed with us for the day and Miss 7 rode the bus to our house.  And Miss 7 had a great surprise for me. She had a project she made in art class and she was going to teach me how to do it. She gave great instructions and when I made mistakes, she was quick to tell me that it was okay and that I was doing a great job.

Here is her art piece from school:

She actually gave me step by step instructions beginning with "start with your paper sideways, now draw a line toward yourself  leaving space at the top and bottom, now draw a capital B....."

Here is how mine turned out:

She was so happy with how that lesson went that she wanted to teach me how to draw a girl, too. Again she gave step by step instructions and drew a girl at the same time as I drew mine. I think I like hers better. 

Her instructions were very specific including naming the girl, giving her age, identifying ourselves and our ages and the date in a box.

I am so happy to have my little artist who is so generous with her time and talent to want to share them with me. It seriously warms my heart. We took the girls to their house after dinner and stayed until their Mom got home from work around 11:30. We (mostly the hubster) spend the entire time moving an old entertainment center from the living room to Mom's room and putting together a new shelf unit and installing a new tv.

I am still in a bit of a funk and think it must be because a boy who was a very good friend of my son while they were growing up committed suicide earlier this week. He was 29.  I'm not sure they kept in close touch with each other since high school. I don't think they were particularly close after they grew up, but for a period of several years they were the best of friends, playing on the same sports teams, spending overnights together, going to church together....

I will be keeping my other Little Miss 7, my son's daughter this weekend so that he can attend the funeral and say his goodbyes. I am so very sorry for this young man's family.

I know for sure that life is too short and that we MUST remember to spend time with our loved ones, hug them, hold them, and always let them know how important they are to us.

Sorry for ending this post on such a sad note.

xoxo