Friday, August 8, 2008

work of art

I love watching my girls create art, color, draw pictures, write letters, cut shapes and the list could go on and on. Seeing them use their God-given talents, and watching their little wheels turn as they learn new things, is one of my favorite things about being a mom. Like any parent, I'm so proud of my girls.

The following picture is one of my favorite creations that Britten has been drawing lately:

In case you can't make it out, it's a hand...Her hand. She traces her own, missing her pinky finger and her thumb in the process, which leaves her with a 3-fingered hand. She doesn't seem to notice the deformation, so why point it out? She finishes it off by coloring "fingernails" and by drawing a line to connect the fingers together.

I love this picture. I keep finding it drawn on random pieces of scrap paper all over the house and in true two-year old style, have even found it drawn on walls a few times. It wasn't hard to figure out who the 3-fingered culprit was!

Part of me feels sad when I see this little drawing all over the house. Before long, these little drawings will start changing and they'll start resembling a more realistic looking hand. While the "hand" is evolving, Britten is evolving...From a little girl, who I still consider a toddler (though I know she's well past those days!), to a young girl, who I'll soon be sending off to preschool (gulp!).

I watch my girls reach their milestones with pride, but try as I might, I can't push away the sadness that accompanies it. I know that I'll eventually have to let my girls go. It's part of the responsibility of being a parent and I'm ok with that. But until then, I'm going to cherish the little 3-fingered drawings, even if it means I have to scrub them off my walls!

3 comments:

l e a h said...

It almost looks like a 'B'...it's her unique little signature!

Kristi said...

Oh, how I SO completely understand those bitter-sweet feelings of watching our kids grow up and do new things. It IS so exciting...but, yes, it can be heart-tugging as well. We just never know when their "last" of things (wanting to be carried, drawing the three-fingered hand, jumping in our arms, etc.).

Sigh.

What a journey of emotions motherhood can be sometimes!! :-)

Cute hand, Britten! I love your "work of art"!!

Faith Hope Love Mama said...

What a beautiful post. Those little hand drawings are precious and yes it is sad to see them growing up and changing. How wonderful that you are capturing memories now. You won't regret it. :)