Interpretive Art

If you've met Cubby in R.L. (real life), you know without a doubt, that he is anything but quiet. Or still. Or quiet AND still. Inside voices don't exist in his world and neither does walking.

**Side Note - as I typed this, I found myself thinking back to this post that I wrote during our second trip to Moscow to adopt Cubby, and this picture:

If only I knew then how much running and how little walking our son would do once finally home - - oy!!

Anyway, I digress...

So imagine my concern recently when my house was both silent and still, but Cubby was here.

Somewhere.

The question was what was he up to????

I ventured up to his room and found him intently working on this project...

Which I must say turned out amazing!!!

I love the way his little brain works and his imagination rocks! When I complimented him on the guitar, he told me to look at the surprise he made me in my closet. My first thought?

Uh-oh...

And I found this - -


When I asked him what it was he looked at me like I was the biggest goof in the world and said "A BUTTERFLY MOMMY! DUH!!!"

Of course it is Little Man! Of course!