Because he is an artist.
Because he is creative.
Because he is 100% silly and 100% his own little person.
He inspires me daily to be true to my authentic self.
The other morning I made a yummy and simple breakfast for the kiddos.
(Love that plate? It is my mother’s. She sent cake to my house on this plate. I may not ever give it back to her.)
Cantaloupe and boiled eggs.
Every time I hear the word cantaloupe, I have to force myself not to say can’t elope.
So glad I am not alone.
As I am making plates, Nicholas grabs an egg and goes off the the kitchen table.
I assume he wants to peel his own egg, ’cause he is cool like that.
I finish my breakfast duties and as I arrive to the kitchen table, I find this….
Picasso, using Matthew’s sippy cup as his rinsing device, no less.
Because he is an artist he had watercolored eggs for breakfast.