We were at a sushi restaurant with our family during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the little munchkin and I spent the dinner playing, drawing, and acting like 4-year-olds do.
At least I did, anyway.
Self-portrait by the 4-year-old |
I may be biased but I think the munchkin has a career in the arts.
Isn't that self-portrait stunning?
I know you can't tell, but trust me when I say, it's a veritable likeness!
But wait, there's more.
Here's a still life masterpiece that she painstakingly drew in 2 minutes:
Is that not the best drawing of a banana you've ever seen?
Does it not invoke in you the passionate urge to experience a banana right now?
That, my friends, is art.
But wait, there's more.
If that still life didn't bestir your little heart, then perhaps abstract pieces are more your thing:
I believe the 4-year-old was going for a Jacksonian feel with the Pollockian finger drips.
Such a talent.
But wait, there's more.
Not only is she artistically-inclined, the 4-year-old is also full of comedic gold.
Some of the stuff that comes out of her mouth makes me howl with laughter.
I'm sure her father would rather I not encourage her with my vocal expressions of having been thunderously entertained, but I can't help it.
Can you?
Aunt Cyndi: Where are your manners?
4-year-old: At home.
I'm sure if I tried that one as a kid, I wouldn't've been able to sit down for a week.
4-year-old: Can you pick me up by my feet?
Me: Why?
4-year-old: I want to see how strong I am.
4-year-old logic is the best!
4-year-old: I win and you win, but I win more.
Everyone's a winner in her world, she's just a little bit more of a winner, that's all.
And that's fine by me.
I think she wins a little more with me than any other 4-year-old too.
She's my favorite.
And, I love her so much!