Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Happy Valentines... a little late

Well, I'm a little late. I wanted to post this yesterday, but I was just too sick.  So, I am celebrating Valentines a day late ;)  Below is my son's first digital painting. He wanted me to share it with you. I hope that it is one of many to come. You see, he thinks that he can't draw and I've been trying to convince him otherwise.  He's so creative and has great ideas, he just can't seem to get them on paper.  Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful Valentines day.  I spent mine with a box of Kleenex, hot toddies and Chilean Sea Bass ;)


  1. Happy Valentine's Day to you, Karen! I'm glad you had a lovely one...

    And tell your son to do more! That's just a little peek of the cat, and I'm already raising my thumb up...let me see the whole face and I'll be raising all four for sure! Hehehe...

    1. Oh, thank you Amalia. I'll encourage him to do the whole face next time ;)

  2. Why limit it to just one day???? Happy love to you too. Aww, I'm so sorry you've been sick. I sure hope someone is pampering you.

    And whoa! THIS is 'can't draw'? Oh goodness, that's great, and to think it's only his first. Woohooo! I hope he continues to do more!

    1. Thank you Bella, this is just what I needed. Some lovely encouragement for my reluctant little artist :)

  3. My dear Karen,
    You are invited to spend an afternoon on the couch, where you saw me reading a book
    You just close your eyes, hear the birds, hear the stream's noise, feel the smell of freshly cut mint.
    And that's all. you already did it, Ha Ha! :)
    Good week for you and your family!
    ah dont forget your book!!!

    may love surround you and your family ♥

  5. :):):) I love your multi-visits Mita :)

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