On Saturday afternoon, the kids were having a fun time playing with each other. Andrew asked me for paper and crayons, and Emma asked Lisa to play the "Winnie the Pooh" song on the iPod. So we happily obliged our creative children and let them go at it with their imagination.
They did not want us to see what they were doing because it was going to be a big surprise. After frantic coloring, the kids asked us for scissor and tape because they wanted to cut out their drawings and tape it on the wall.
Lisa and I were very excited to see how our little Renoirs were going to surprise us. Soon it was time for the unveiling of their artistic endeavors. As I looked at what they did, all I could think was "What crap."
I'm not being mean or overly critical. Literally. They. Drew. Crap.
Lisa was slightly aghast at what they drew. Emma drew her turds with a certain amount of realism, but Andrew went the Picasso route and drew eyeballs and eyelashes on his feces. Personally, I thought it was hilarious and was impressed that they chose to play "Winnie the Pooh" to get them into the mood.
We did tell the kids that while it may be funny at home to draw poop with optics, it is not appropriate behavior at school or with other people. After all, home is where the poop is. Or something like that.
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