It’s been a few weeks since the last post, but that doesn’t mean there hasn’t been anything going on. Mostly just life stuff, and work stuff and little girls being cute stuff.
It was during those in between times when we were buried under an avalanche of Grace’s art, that I decided to start a new blog. This one would be composed entirely of Grace’s own posts. Since she is currently communicating entirely out loud or by pencil, crayon or pencil-crayon, I decided to use those (plus a little audio and video) to let her describe her life, one day at a time, mixed media-style.
My ultimate journal fantasy is that this process spawns a writing habit that I wish I had and that Grace will keep it when she starts writing “words”. Option 2 is that Hazel, in a fit of jealousy over all the attention Grace gets from her journal/blog, starts writing beautiful poems. Of course, with my luck they will be Gothic, angry, dark poems about lost Loveys and life being like a Nuk Nuk dropped in the dirt, and come with the requisite pale makeup and dark lipstick. I will only be able to blame myself and the wish for self-discipline that I tried to foist upon my innocent offspring.
Anyway, I made this blog password protected because Grace may not want her musings to be public property. Until she can actually make that choice for herself, though, I can temporarily grant guest access to her loving fan base. Enjoy it while you can.
If you go here and type in guest/guest you will see the best of her drawings and hear her personal explanations of most of them.
It appears to be a happy thing to be a 4 year old girl. Teen years can only be 3 times as good (plus one) right?