::family portrait::

This was drawn sometime in July. It's a portrait of Bad Max's family.
Man, don't they look so bad? And sad? And doesn't the little brother look bad too? Yikes.

::more prizes::

One of Max's recent prizes for a successful week of chore-doing was a set of large Nemo pens. Thank goodness for the dollar section of target, otherwise his chores would be much too expensive!
Anyway, he got right to work with them, and proceeded to go through most of my printer paper.

I can't help but post this one--all the others were good too, but this one was my favorite:

Translated it says:
Dear Mom, I love you (obviously there's some abbreviating going on here). Max for Mom.
The triangle with lines coming out of it is an airplane. (This is appropriate since we now live super close to the airport and have planes flying by our house all the time.)

The smiley person is me, and when I asked who the other guy was Max looked at me with surprise. It's him of course. And he said "Well, I DO look like a potato..."

Uh, yeah, he does. A sad potato at that. And if he looked like a sad potato in real life that'd be ok too. He's just too darn cute.

::drawings::

Max doesn't really like to draw. Well he hasn't in the past anyway. And coloring is kind of like torture to him for some reason. He likes to write though, as you would know if you've been reading this blog for very long.
So, because of the drawing aversion, I was pretty excited when he came home from school the other day with this:

It's Kris playing football. I love it. It's honestly one of his very first drawings that's not scribbles or smiley faces (which I really like too of course).

Then he came home from church with this:

I think it's the best likeness of Sultan I've seen in forever. I knew who it was immediately.
But can you see what's down there in the grass? Yep, it's dog poop. So gross.
He's into the realist movement. What can I say.