Lucy came home a couple weeks ago and told me her friend said she wasn’t coloring, she was just filling the page with scribbles. And I think a piece of my heart fell off. I know everybody’s worried about girls and STEM; Goldieblox is on my Amazon wishlist, too. But it’s just as important that she feel inspired with a blank canvas. I know from having an engineer for a father that beyond the skill of problem-solving, there is real and significant value in solution-creating.
So I feel this deep responsibility to not mess her up, to not squelch her spirit. She’s only four but she’s already so, so great. I mean she’s literally doing this right now, as I type.
She’s declared herself “Lucy Rapunzel” and used a tiara to keep a scarf on her head. She built her tower in the chair. I want to get this right.
So, for now, the only solution I see is to continue to provide opportunities for her. To hang her art on the fridge [and on the walls, closet doors, in the mail to Mimi…]. To always have supplies on hand, for whenever her inspiration strikes. And most of all, to let her know that just because someone else only sees scribbles, it doesn’t mean it’s not art. So I’ll leave you with her most recent work. She”s in a watercolor phase. :)
[When I asked her about this one she said it wasn’t hers because she didn’t remember adding the pink. :) Actually now that I’m looking at it, this is definitely Landon. Oops.]
p.s. If you’re my mom and really just came to see pics of the baby… here you go, ma! :)