Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
~Autumn Cook (Age 8)
*Which she proudly proclaimed while saying goodnight, with kisses and bear hugs to boot! I just hope the teen years go this well! Lol… 😉
And yes, that’s really her in the photo.
Every night at the dinner table, one of us poses a question for everyone to answer. Tonight my daughter Autumn asked this one; she said,
So now I’m asking you… my fellow blogger friends. How would you answer this question? For me, I don’t know if I’d go back at all since I’m not quite sure what I would hope to accomplish. ~M
As I was leaving my daughter’s bedroom tonight after tucking her into bed, she called out to me in her sweet quiet little voice, and said, “I’m so glad I have you as my mom.” Of course, I had to rush right back in and give her another hug. She is just too precious for words. Thank you God, for blessings such as these.
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A few weeks ago an embarrassing thing happened. My 15 yr old daughter asked me to show her how to upload pictures to Twitter. So being the nice mom that I am, I, of course, said yes, and promptly went to grab my phone to show her how to do it.
Unfortunately, I failed to remember that a few hours earlier, I had sent my husband a rather naughty photo of myself, and so when I went to show my daughter how to upload pictures to Twitter from my photo album, that naughty photo was on full display.
As soon as I realized it, I quickly pulled the phone away from her view and tried my best to act as unflustered as I could. She, of course, looked down at the floor, face bright red, trying so hard not to laugh hysterically. When she finally looked up at me a minute later, she said, “Well mom, at least it wasn’t a naked picture of grandma! That would have been so much worse!”
Oh, I had to laugh at her response. Because of course, having naked pictures of grandma on my phone is a natural thing! Not!!!
Then my husband walks in, and says what’s going on? I whispered to him what had just happened, and then in a very loud voice, he says… “Oh, which one did she see?” I about died all over again, and my daughter, of course, started laughing hysterically. I tell you, it’s never a dull moment at our house. I’m going to go hang my head in shame now. Lol….
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I’ve been thinking about getting back into drawing and painting. It’s been such a long time since I’ve done much of anything. The most I seem to accomplish anymore, is explaining certain art techniques to my girls.
Today I came across these old art projects of mine. I painted the tiger 29 years ago, and I drew the sketch of my oldest daughter when she was 2 years old. Unfortunately, neither one of these projects has ever been completely finished.
The painting of the tiger was for a class project. There were three of us in the class, who were basically given the same assignment. We were all told to draw the same tiger, and we were given a photo out of a magazine to share as a reference. The only difference was, I was assigned the job of painting the tiger, while another girl was told to draw hers using ink, and the boy who was chosen, was told to use pencil.
I have to say, their drawings turned out so much better than my painting. I wish I had a picture of their completed assignments. They were both amazingly talented, and I felt quite inferior when I saw their finished results. In fact, the girl in my class, actually won an award for her ink drawing. I am quite sure she must have gone on, and made a career out of her artistic abilities.
I was quite disappointed, because I ran out of time for completing my assignment. It was the first time I had ever had the opportunity to do a painting, and so it took me awhile to figure out how to work with the acrylic paints. Plus, I was in a drawing class at the time, and my teacher decided to have me be the only student to do a painting. So I really had no idea what I was doing.
My teacher must have known that I’d be able to figure it out though, and so he sent me home with a set of paints to play around with. I really wish I could have spent more time on the project. The bottom portion of the painting lacks the detail I wanted to add; but because I was forced to hand the painting in for grading, I had to leave it unfinished. I remember the day the project was due, I got to class 10 minutes early, just so I could add the whiskers. Nothing like waiting until the last minute! Lol…
So what do all of you you think? Should I attempt to throw myself back into a little bit of artwork once again? It might be fun to at least designate one night a week for drawing or painting. I’m still unsure of where to even begin at this point in my life, but I think it would be a nice change of pace once and awhile.
Putting My Feet in the Dirt 