It has been noted, both by myself and others to remain nameless, that my daughter has thus far shown absolutely zero artistic talent. Yeah, I know she's 2, but it's still pretty obvious that drawing and color are not her fortes. And i'm totally cool with that, because I know what it's like when your parents hang their hopes and dreams on interests that don't interest you. I mean, I was supposed to be a track star and general athlete, and I only run when i'm about to miss the ice cream truck.
But I think it's very important to note that my daughter does follow in my footsteps in the realm of wacky. She is totally, spontaneously, utterly, uniquely wacky.
Seriously. I'll take a prodigy in wacky over a prodigy in art anyday. I need laughs more than I need perfectly crayoned scarecrows, and this kid totally delivers.