My son creates so many works of art that it is impossible to save it all. As such -- I am not embarrassed to say I have to throw some of the less creative, very large and least recognizable "creations" away. One day as I was explaining this little known fact to him (because I usually throw the stuff away after I have hidden it for a sufficient amount of time for him to forget about it) he said to me ... "I am an artist -- I did not make these creations so you could throw them away." I must admit I felt like the worst mom ever and-- did I mention he is six?
Six years old and we already have three special boxes full of all of his special creations. I used to throw these less desirable creations in the recycling bin, but in his rummaging for new items to create he would find the things I threw away. This started happening so frequently I knew I wasn't going to be remembered as a loving mother hence the reason for hiding-until-forgotten routine.
But I really am a loving mother and I demonstrated this by helping him on his most recent art project. He created a puppet theatre to exhibit his paper bag puppets he made at school. Unfortunately after three brief puppet shows it has become a decorative item next to the couch. I think he decided acting was not for him so it is back to the drawing, and writing, since he is also an author (he informed me of this today -- he is now writing an informative book on the solar system with renditions of each planet). I am not really sure what I am going to do with the puppet theatre. It would be a little conspicuous if it "disappeared" even momentarily. I know for a certainty it will not fit in the special box and it does not go well with my couch and Pottery Barn accessories.
Well one thing is for certain, if it is not for certain how I will keep all of these wonderful creations, and that is I am very proud of my little author/actor/artist/musician (don't want to forget he is a piano player now). I hope he can forgive me one day for throwing away his lesser artworks as well as dedicate something to me -- his dear loving mother.
Welcome to the Bungle
11 years ago
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