Little hands...

Dakota loves to draw, and the more she practices the better she gets! This is her latest creation, done completely freehand...no copying or tracing. She loves to display her artwork all around the house. This one is currently taped to the wall next to her bed.

Jack enjoys coloring too! Only, if he can't find any paper, he just takes whatever form of ink he can get his hands on and takes it to the wall. This specific work of art is on the wall leading up the stairs. Beautiful!

The babysitters made this for Rian one night. She loved it so much she decided it needed to be displayed on the wall also. I thought that was kind of cute...until I noticed how she mounted it to the wall. Click on the picture to get a close up look. I believe you will see 7 NAILS around the outside of the paper, because apparently tape just wasn't sufficient enough. So my dilemma is...do I leave the cute little picture (which of course isn't straight or centered!) or take it down and have 7 little holes in the wall?

All of these pictures remind me of a poem I first heard just before I had Dakota. I still love it, and it's perfect for reminding me that all of these cute little pieces of my children are what truly make our house a home.

There used to be so many

of my fingerprints to see,

on furniture and walls and things

from sticky, grubby me.

But if you stop and think a while

you'll see I'm growing fast,

these little moments will disappear

you can't bring back the past.

So here is a small reminder

to keep, not throw away,

of tiny hands and what they made

to make you smile someday.