My favourite little 5 year old guy arrived at his weekly art class last week with a bulging white envelope.
When he handed it to me I said what is it?
It’s all the hair the barber cut off last week. I told him I was doing a family portrait and that I would need all my hair to glue on the canvas.
This brings new definition to the term mixed media.
I took it and used it. I had to humour him. He’s the boss.
We did all the quirks and qualities of his family.
And who is that adorable little guy in the corner? With his actual hair glued on under his helmet? So quick on the slopes he has actually lapped everyone?
Sometimes I think I might die of exposure to cute. Seriously.