We loved our little brick house in Arlington. When we left for the last time, I wanted to mark the occasion a little. I made a banner, and we all told our favorite things about the house. Then, before sitting down for a special "Goodbye house" dinner, we all sat in the grass in the front yard and made sketches of the house. Papa and G worked on the same piece. H's drawing is below. From the stone walk and the smoke coming out of the chimney, to the actual semi-correctness of the rendering, I think it's wonderful.
H is really on a huge drawing kick. He fills pages and pages each night during our after-dinner music and art time, and there are still intricate stories to go along with each picture. I hope I can keep him interested as the years fly by.
We will miss our sweet little first home, the place we brought our babies home, but I will always have the memory of watching my family sit on the lawn, drawing together.
