My Disturbed Artistic Kids

My kids love to draw. Collectively, they must spend 40 hours a week drawing. Their work is so good, so absolutely awe-inspiring, that it must be shared with the masses. No need to thank me. Really.

Here are a couple of their drawings from this weekend...



Lexi drew this picture. Clearly, it's a drawing by a girl. Note the pretty rainbow colors. See the heart-shaped flowers and butterfly.



Lexi drew this one too. It's a picture of Clay lying on the couch. I can see it. There's Clay. He's reclining. I see his legs and arms, er, well um, one arm anyway.



Here's a picture Clay drew of Austin lying down and Brooklyn standing by him. Austin felt the need to embellish Clay's picture because it just wouldn't be a picture of Brooklyn unless she was wearing a top hat, shirt and pants. Oh and let's not forget the mustache and chest hair! Is that a castle in the background? Hmmm, I'm not sure about this one.



Here is a Lexi masterpiece. It's Clay and Austin on the couch. Apparently Clay is screaming or singing or yawning. Austin either has lipstick painted around his mouth or five o'clock shadow, and his one arm is twisted at an odd angle behind his neck. And check out Austin's impressive kneecaps. This was drawn after his kneecap augmentation surgery.
Austin, naturally, had to add his two cents to this drawing, as well. I guess Brooklyn is handing Austin a mug of beer. That's nice, isn't it? According to Austin, the giant spot on Brooklyn's stomach is her belly button. OK. She's holding a wallet and screaming, "My wallet!" (because this is what she did for a good hour yesterday). If you look very closely, you'll see a little guy with a gun by her head. Oh and that thing to the right of Brooklyn is not a string of chili peppers drying. Nope, it's flames threatening to stop Brooklyn's whining for good.



Now here we get a little more complicated. Clay started by drawing a picture of Brooklyn. Austin took the paper and added a picture of Lexi and Clay sitting on a love seat. Then Austin embellished the portrayal of Brooklyn. You know, by adding a party hat, a big hairy belly, pants, and a knife. So very realistic, don't you think? You know, if my baby looked like a creepy clown butcher with a beer gut. I'm not sure why there's a stick figure with a gun, shooting at Brooklyn. That little fairy-like thing at the top? I thought it was Tinkerbell too. Until Austin explained it to me. It's a flying monkey about to cut the rope holding the anvil. You know, so it can drop on the creepy clown's head (in case the bullet doesn't do the trick.)
Yep, my kids are perfectly well-adjusted. Nothing about this drawing screams out, "I need to see a psychiatrist. NOW!"
****I just showed my commentary to Austin who corrected me. Brooklyn is not a creepy clown butcher. She's a pirate. See the hook hand? She's carrying a sword, Mom. Duh.
Well, that makes much more sense. I'm ever so relieved. I guess I can stop frantically searching for the number to that pschiatrist now****

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