SUBSCRIBE VIA RSSAs I walk through the halls that embrace the Kindergarten and First Grade classrooms, I can’t help but stop and smile as I admire the artistic masterpieces pasted to them.
You can really get a good idea about a child’s imagination and often his or her experiences through their artwork. It’s like a window to their world and often to their soul.
I spotted rainbows, puppy dogs, and friends at play with a backdrop of gigantic smiling suns, snow-capped mountains, and capital M birds.
I saw flowers, dragonflies, and an animal-laden scene adorned with that famous anti-pollution message, “Dont Palute”.
The adorableness is almost cliché.
Then there’s our daughter. Granted, she has yet to start Kindergarten being only three years old, but it’s quite apparent that we’re going to get phone calls. Or at least some really strange questions come Parent-Teacher day.
Because I work from home, I’m often besieged by children who believe the things they buy and the things they eat just magically appear. The interruptions are constant when Heather is out and about so I often try to get them involved in some mental work as a distraction.
When “pretend daddy’s invisible” didn’t work, I asked our daughter if she could sit quietly and draw Daddy a pretty picture.
I was hoping for something girlish. Something that encompassed everything three-year old girl’s liked. Something that had wings, a tail, or fur. Something pink or maybe purple.
Instead, I was handed this:
Lord, please don't let that be me.
Me: “Oh! Oh my. Honey, that’s…frighteningly beautiful.”
Kamryn: “Yeah. I drew it.”
Me: “I know you did…….what is it?”
Kamryn: “It’s a zombie.”
On one hand, I’m all, “That’s my girl!” And on the other, I’m all, “What have I done?”
Always wanting to be the supportive Dad I remarked how wonderfully accurate the empty cavernous eye sockets looked and how on-target she was with the Zombie hunchback and stitched smile.
But then I noticed the little tuft of something in the zombie’s belly area. Fresh off her phase of drawing pubic blobs, I worried that I was being presented with Zombie porn.
Fortunately, I wasn’t. It was just the creature’s belly button.
And this begs the question:
What does it say about your life when you’re relieved to know that you’re looking at fuzzy Zombie navels?
Well, I’ll tell you. At least in my case?
It means your life is awesome.
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That is asyme.
Who knew Zombies had belly buttons!? Nobody ever stops to smell the roses or apparently look at zombie anatomy.
Don’t you just love kiddie art. We had to have a talk with our 6 year old son about what was appropriate subject matter for artwork at school after having to redo and assignment because his featured gun toting robots killing monsters…NICE!
zombies? a sun with no smiley face? what…do you keep this child locked in a closet? (when you are home, because everybody does it when they run to the store!)
Would have laughed out loud but I am afraid to wake my kids. So I stifled it which makes my injured arm hurt more (don’t worry it is just a pinched nerve or a muscle weevil.). Very funny writing
Congrats. The belly button is a body part and drawings of people (and zombies) with more and more body parts are part of healthy development (my four year old is on elbows and knees, huge circles in the middle of their stick arms and legs. It’s adorable).
That is AWESOME. My husband is going to read this and start encouraging our daughter to draw zombies for him.
My daughters come up with some off.the.wall stuff, but that? That right there?? That’s something to be proud of!!
This is very impressive for a three year old. As a former teacher I am noticing how well she drew the proportions. And the eyes are in the right place on the head, not floating up on the forehead. Arms coming out just at the correct place. Had fifth graders who couldn’t get any of this right at ages 10 and 11. You have one very smart and adorable girl.
I immediately shared this with my husband and a few friends, because I’m facing the fact that my own daughter (due to arrive any day now) is likely to have these same sorts of ideas floating in her imagination. Thanks for making me gasp with laughter!
I once asked my three year old daughter if she wanted cereal for breakfast…she looked at me and said “No , I want Brains…” Good grief!
Love it! Brains, I may have gone along with it. It’s when she asks for the chocolate cereal and chocolate milk to drink that I cringe.
She’s adorable and amazing. I can’t draw that well and I’m over 50. Just discovered your blog and I’m reading it from the beginning. You make me laugh and relive the days of bringing up my two sons. When I laugh out loud my husband and youngest son say in unison “you’re reading that guy’s blog again aren’t you?” Yep, I am. And loving it. Thank you for sharing your life!
I once saw an “All Age Talent Show” at a local church camp. This adorable little girl (maybe 3 or 4 years old) gets on stage with her Mom. Her talent was imitations. Mom would say, “How does the cow sound?” and the little one would say “Moo”. We were treated to not only the cow, but the lamb, the chicken, etc. what caught me and everyone by surprise was the finale. Mom says “How does the zombie sound?” and without skipping a beat, the little angel starts chanting “BRAINS BRAINS BRAINS” in an adorable, non-zombie voice. Funniest thing ever! Talk about solid gold! Ya gotta love her Mom!
My daughter has drawn zombies, vampires, Frankenstein, and the Mummy multiple times=)
I didn’t know zombies had belly buttons.
I did think they wore clothes, however.
I think it’s amazing the things kids pay attention to.
“Ears? Hands? Fingers? Nah, who needs those? What my Zombie actually needs is a belly button.”
Pure gold! And her zombie looks great, by the way.
You’re lucky she’s just drawing zombies. This morning, Ro asked us how people get infected with the Zombie Virus. How am I supposed to explain that without scaring the bejeebus out of my seven year old?
And why would Kamryn draw naughty bits on a zombie? Don’t you know that zombies don’t have any naughty bits?