I think it is precious.And because I haven't taken art since about the 6th grade, I admittedly look at this art with untrained eyes.
I think I've got it pretty well pegged, though. The purple stick figure is obviously me because the long, thin legs are a dead giveaway. It appears I'm either sporting a black eye after a rough night on the town or too much rouge before a rough night on the town. One never knows with me.
The dark green figure next to me takes some extra time, but I decide it's a bunny with a mustache and a gigantic belly button.
Then, there's the aqua blue TX and the drawing next to it. Clearly, that stands for Texas and he has painstakingly drawn out his interpretation of the shape of Texas. Sam Houston would be so proud.
I felt pretty good about my interpretations, but decided I'd better check with the artist to be sure. I pointed to the blue Texas and puffed my chest as I asked Noah, "What did you draw here, honey?"
"A gun."
Um, excuse me? What exactly are they teaching you on the playgrounds of preschool?
Trying not to lose composure, "Uh, what made you decide to draw a gun, Noah?"
"Because I wanted to show you I can draw a gun by mineself."
Whew. As long as that's the only time you draw a gun. I mean, don't go all Wyatt Earp on me, son.
"Okay," me, moving on, "So, what does the TX mean?"
"Techt."
"You mean Texas? Because TX stands for Texas, right?"
"No, Mommy, techt. Like when someone sends a techt metjage on the phone."
Pardon me and when did you turn into Bill Gates? I've heard of this thing called Generation Z. It appears it exists. "Gen Z kids will grow up with a highly sophisticated media and computer environment and will be more Internet savvy and expert than their Gen Y forerunners."
No kidding. I didn't even know what that there thing called the e-mail was until I was a college freshman and he knows how to navigate the web. It's weird.
"So," a little less sure of myself, "who is that purple person?"
"I drawed you, Mommy. And that is a fish next to you because I wanted to show you I can draw fishies all by mineself."
Well, well, well. It seems me and my 6th grade art background would be more at home at Disney World instead of the Louvre Museum.
There is one thing that's not open to interpretation, though.
He loves me. He even drew four hearts to prove it.
And I think that is precious.
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That is pretty precious. And maybe one day, little Noah Jack will draw a real gun... like his Uncle does. =) And I'm a real fan of how he says, "mineself." That's really sweet. And you can tell him I said that too.
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