Every school day my son requests his doodle...the one I draw on his snack bag. At times elaborate, whimsical, topical, but mostly just whatever he is into at the moment. I am NOT an artist, but indulge this request each day for fun. This is a daily musing about his requests.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Carrion & Other Breakfast Foods
Hoping this isn't foreboding, as my morning entails a continuation of a very unpleasant set of circumstances nearly at a close (all digits crossed so as not to jinx myself) but Oscar asked for...a buzzard this morning. Huh? I have no idea where this image originated - certainly not something I have seen recently. I did immediately think of the old Looney Tunes episode with the baby buzzard that was from some soviet block nation, and I wondered if through osmosis Oscar had this image as we are planning a trip to LA in a few months to visit my brother. Among other adventures, he is dying to go to Universal Studios after seeing a picture of me getting soaked under a giant bucket in the Nickelodeon part of the park. Um, I'm grasping I know. Way better to think this way than the metaphor I have in mind...ok! shaking that off and focusing on drawing a buzzard I go ahead and get started. I figure I have time for a little probing. "So Oscar, what do you know about buzzards?" "Um, nothing. They're birds." "That's true. They're scavengers." I reply. "I know that word!" he exclaims excitedly. "They clean up after litterbugs." OMG, that is cute. To soften the ominous look on my aviary friend, I add a couple of babies. Oscar is pretty happy - not sure how he will translate the doodle at school, but that should make for some interesting conversation tonight at dinner.