Since it’s casual Friday, I thought I’d take this opportunity to share some funny thoughts and sightings with you. I shared my son’s amazing discovery earlier this week on my Every Day I See a Cow blog, but what good does it do you if you’re not a subscriber? So here we go…
I like to see myself as a creative person. I write, I draw, I paint, I make things with my hands, and as a the queen of klutz I sometimes manage to create art out of my misadventures (remember the yogurt bunny I made almost a year ago?). On the carpet of course, not the easier-to-clean tile.
I like to look at clouds in the sky and see funny shapes. Sometimes I even manage to take pictures of them.
For those of you who can’t see it, this cloud is shaped like an elephant head. Yes, it is! Lots of spring clouds in San Diego happen to take the shape of elephants, with long trunks. I’m not sure why but I’m not complaining!
My kids seem to take after my creative side, especially when it comes to creating art with food. Their favorite art supplies? Tomato sauce and blueberries, of course. They always manage to create permanent
stains masterpieces on their clothing when eating painting with them. Just kidding. My oldest drew his first fruit bowl a couple of months ago, before he turned five. This was a completely unsolicited creation that blew my mind away. You can guess the kid is half-French (ha!). I’d like to add he’s a fan of Paul Cézanne but I don’t believe he saw any of the famous painter’s fruit bowl masterpieces before he drew this one.
Something wonderful about my son is that he’s highly observant, able to notice things about his surroundings most kids and adults would never see, even if you pointed them in the right direction. Earlier this week, he made his most amazing discovery yet. Can you tell I’m beaming with pride? Wait till you see what it is. We stopped by Panda Express for lunch and at my kids’ request, one of the items we ordered was orange chicken. I’m not sure about the nutritional value of our choice, but the sweet tangy taste is irresistible.
Halfway through our meal, my oldest blurted out: There’s a pig on my plate! I felt the urge to correct him right away, tell him he was eating chicken. But he seemed so insistent to show me, I had to look. So I turned his plate my way and that’s when my jaw dropped. There was a darn pig on his plate, made out of orange chicken. Here it is, in all of its cuteness!
You may disagree but I think it resembles a pig a lot more than all of the Jesus faces people claim they see on their toast and sell on ebay for a fortune. Unfortunately I don’t believe there’s any story about a holy pig anywhere so this pig wouldn’t have been our “get-rich-quick” scheme. So we did the next best thing. We ate it and it tasted delicious!