To some....

To some, this may look like a random collection of scribbles. But to me, this picture signifies months and months of practice and, ta da, skillfully mastering the art of drawing a cirlce.

To some, this picture shows a scroungy little boy, with disheveled hair, whose mother didn't even bother to wipe his breakfast off his face before posing him for the shot. Some may see a child in their pajamas, even though it is probably 10 AM.

But to me, I see my sweet boy, whose hair grows so quickly, that I can't manage to keep it tamed. I see his breakfast on his face, which shows that he jumped down and ran away from me too quickly for me to finish cleaning him up. I see a scratched elbow which shouts that summer is in full swing; and that this boy, who runs and jumps and never slows down, is loving every minute of it.

I see his Lightning McQueen pajamas, and remember the fight that ensued when trying to get him dressed in real clothes. Its a reminder that these days, its not important to sweat the small stuff.

I see a kid, beaming with pride, who has come a long way in the last year, (from eating crayons) to now drawing perfect circles!

You can see it all too now, right?