I’ve always hated group projects. Feel free to judge me on that character flaw. When I was in middle school working on one such group project, I freaked out when someone started to color the dog on our poster purple. Come on, people. Have you ever seen a purple dog? I also got a little annoyed when people put the colors of the rainbow in the wrong order. ROY G BIV. It’s not that hard. So it was a running joke that my poor future children would be traumatized when I criticized their art.
I guess I’ve kept that side of myself pretty well locked down…until last week. On Wednesday evening before Thanksgiving I was at my parents’ church with the kids. Nati made this:Nati: “Look! I made a chicken!”
Me: “Wow! I’m so proud of you! But I think maybe it’s a turkey.”
Nati: “Yeah. Miss Cheri is a good teacher. She shows us how to make craps.”
Nati: “I like making craps.”
Me: “You mean crafts.”
Nati: “I want to show everybody my chicken. They’ll be so proud of me!”
Me: “Yes they will…but it’s a turkey.”
I guess I’ll have to work on taming that beast to spare my budding artist.
When we got home that night, Yohannes was inexplicably watching Spy Kids 3-D. Towards the end of the movie, a computer animated flying pig showed up, presumably from one of the previous movies.
Nati looked wide eyed at the TV and said, “Whoa! A flying pig! I never knew that pigs could fly!”
Clearly this is why you are not supposed to let toddlers watch TV. Shame on us. For those of you who are similarly flawed and allow your children to watch Dora, here is a little treat that my brother-in-law Pierce showed me on Thanksgiving:
I hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving with turkeys and crafts.