Last week after our super amazing family home evening lesson (sarcasm intended;) we all filed down to Abby's room which she had recently converted into an Art Gallery. It was perhaps the most sophisticated and intellectual activity this little group has participated in to date. (unless you count that time we took them with us to go vote. But that only resulted in Sam throwing a tantrum and me removing him from the building in some sort of half nelson / headlock way. WHICH happened to be photographed and ended up on the front page of the local paper later that week!)
Yup, We are a classy bunch.
And this post is all about our super classy evening at "Abby's Gallery of Fine Art."
I should add that before we were even aloud to enter her room, Abby first set the mood by turning on some Taylor Swift music. Because nothing sets the mood at an art gallery like a little bit of "Fireflies" and "You belong with me" right?
While we walked through her room we stopped at every piece to admire it and we made all sorts of fancy and smart comments. John commented on this picture and complimented Abby on the style of it and the dancer's pose, which made abby blush.
I thought this one was cute, and I really liked the way she chose to use more then one medium.
See? That sounds smart and artsy eh?
This one makes me wish I was in Waterton right now. Abby was sure to point out that this whole picture was done with only pen. A pen, I say!!!;)
Unsurprisingly, this morbid little scene was Sam's favorite, and I instantly made a mental note to not let the kids watch Percy Jackson anymore;) Actually, Abby is almost finished reading this series which she has clearly enjoyed. Perhaps a little too much?
Luckily, I have one more picture to post, which will hopefully erase any memory of the previous image. Here is one of my happy (undisturbed) little eight year old holding her most recent (and dagger free) depiction of a female orca whale.
Abby wants to be a Marine Biologist one day.
Or Taylor Swift.
Naturally, her fall back is to become a world famous artist.
It's funny, I totally remember when those were all things that I wanted to be when I grew up.
(Only instead of Taylor Swift it was Reba McIntyre, but whatever.)
Of course, I really have no clue what this girl will actually end up doing when she's older. For now though- give her a book, a pen, paper, and a few adoring fans....and she's pretty much fulfilled!







