My Brother, The Pig
January 24th, 2014
Miss Mouse loves to color and draw. She will happily spend hours on her artwork, be it coloring books or original creations. Most days, she comes home from daycare with a handful of new drawings for me to admire.
The Artist tends to go through phases where she draws the same basic thing again and again. Around Thanksgiving, it was tepees and Native Americans. For a while it was fairies. Right now, she has two primary themes and both crack me up.
First, we have Bunk Beds with Bat:
When we review her art together, Miss Mouse will carefully name everyone in the picture. (Noting that the bottom right bed is a hammock, not a bunk bed.) You can always tell which bed is mine because there are inevitably two heads – mine and Birdie’s. It’s very sweet.
And, of course, the bat…
I have no idea why there’s a giant bat in the bunkhouse, but there is. Every time. I asked her once and she simply replied: “Because there are bats.”
And then there’s this:
Our conversation about this category of pictures tends to go like this.
Mommy: “Who are those girls?”
Mouse: “Me, Friend 1, and Friend 2.”
Mommy: “And what’s this little creature here?”
Mouse: “That’s Buggie.”
Mommy: “It looks like a pig.”
Yes. That is all.