A few weeks ago, I decided I’d create the Greatest Children’s Book Ever.
Okay, actually I was just coloring with the kids and talking to Jack about what letter “train” starts with and decided I’d might as well be productive if I was going to be sitting there playing with crayons and talking about the alphabet.
I figured I’d grab some computer paper and crayons and whip up a cute little book full of doodles and silliness that they might enjoy. My goal was to have it ready for them by Valentine’s Day (how cute, right?).
Of course, that’s not how it went down.
Rather than throwing together some cute ideas and calling it a day, I spent several weeks just brainstorming ideas and putting the words together. Rather than sketching out my ideas with the kids broken crayons (and OMG THEY ARE ALL BROKEN), I found myself sitting down with card stock and pencils and erasers and my laptop open to Wikipedia because I realized that I really don’t know what an antelope looks like, after all.
Now I’m scanning my “artwork” and buying markers and crayons and revising the text and asking Jack for his opinion, and…well…let’s just say I’ve turned this into a much larger project than I originally anticipated.
And, after all that, I’m only about 50% done with the first page.
Clearly, I am not an artist. But I’m having fun, and that’s what matters, right?
All I have to say is that when this masterpiece is finished, these kids better enjoy it.
And in case you’re wondering, this post had several titles floating around in my head as I wrote it. For example:
I Drew an Antelope
In Which I Rediscover My Lack of Artistic Abilities
Why Did I Choose “Antelope” for the Letter “A?”
And with that, I’m pretty sure I’ve exhausted my creative juices for the evening, but I’m secretly hoping the kids will want to color tomorrow so I can spend more time “working” on their book.
The life of a stay-at-home mom, I guess!