I had one of those proud momma moments tonight.
You know, the ones that make you think, “Gosh, my baby is growing up!”
We were all sitting at the dinner table waiting for Charlotte to finish her second plate of dinner (a whole plate that Trenton didn’t touch), and Trenton asked if he could draw a picture of himself.
Sure. I grabbed a sheet of paper that he had done some stamping on, turned it over, and told him that he could draw on the blank side.
Can you tell that I wasn’t expecting much?
The next thing I know, he’s drawn an oval with two eyes actually in the correct place inside the oval.
“Mommy, how do I draw a nose?”
I tell him to just draw a circle below the eyes, and he does it.
Next he adds a smile and two semi-circle ears.
“Mommy, what about hair? How do I draw hair?”
“Just some scribbles on top of your head.”
He draws his hair, and then moves on to writing his name so that everyone knows it’s a picture of him.
He’s been signing his name as “T” for a year, so that’s what I figured he was going to do.
Trenton writes a T and then makes a line next to it.
“Mommy, how do I make the next part of the R?”
He wanted to spell his whole name!
I told him how to write the letters he was unsure of but never touched his pencil.
He drew a self-portrait and wrote his name all by himself!
Trenton was one proud boy, and I was one proud Momma!