Not So Stunning Likeness

For his birthday, Mrs. LIAYF and I picked up a Doodle Pro for Lukas to play with during his car rides. I figure he will eventually scratch out some decent drawings. I give this modest prediction not without a certain amount of logic being factored in.

Sure, I could have donned the doting parent hat and suggested that, in addition to acing the SAT's, becoming the next great action film star, graduating summa cum-luade from Harvard Medical School and, of course, becoming PUSA, my son will also grow up to draw and paint amazingly beautiful portraits which will hang on the walls of the worlds premiere museums. Anyone heard of The Louvre?

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But I'm feeling a bit honest tonight.

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Sure, his mother can scribble out drawings on demand that bear a fairly solid likeness to what is being requested. On the long ride home from Grandma and Grandpa's farm the other day, expectations were raised when she was able to draw realistic versions of a kayak, a digger, a tugboat, a train engine, an airplane. The list goes on.

But me? I have trouble playing hangman. Stick figures often complain that I give them a bad name. If Lukas has inherited any of my artistic genes, then we should just scratch Famous Artist off the list of potential future careers for him now. Done.

So, when we arrived at daycare this morning and my son looked at me with his biggest smile, bright eyes, and outstretched Doodle Pro and asked with his sweetest voice "Draw Elmo Daddy?", I had no choice but to give it my best shot. Luckily he had his little stuffed pal there for me to focus on.

Personally, I think it looked like an albino Sleestak. But surprisingly, Lukas actually liked it!

Really, I won't be surprised if he wakes up from a nightmare tonight.