Just in the past year or so, Nicholas has really come to use his art as an expression of his care for others. He really enjoys his coloring contests in extended care, and the teachers tell me that it’s usually him or another girl that wins all the time so they have to vary the contest criterias every now and then. He’s not necessarily a precision artist (one that draws each object/person in their exact likeness), but he’s an expressionist in the sense that he conveys his feelings well onto paper. About 2 weeks ago, his Golf coach showed me a lovely drawing Nicholas did for her and she made him sign and date it for her (how sweet of her huh?). The picture was pretty simple but made the coach very very happy. Then last week, one of his extended care teachers said to me… “do you know what your son drew for me?” And she brought me over to see a picture of a butterfly outlined with a green crayon along with its wings sectioned out and colored in a gigantic array of color pieces. She said to me, “Nobody really knows this but my hobby is doing stained glass windows, and this art piece is basically a reflection of my passion so I’m going to trim it down, frame it, and put it up in my home!”. She had the most excited look on her face, and then I knew how much more other people appreciated my son’s work than myself. Terrible huh? Anyways after I told Alex about my guilty mom complex, Alex ended up buying 2 large frames from Costco and vowed to showcase at all times at least one of Nicholas’ and one of Wesley’s artwork in those frames so that they can have something to be proud of. Nicholas was happy, but the most excited one was actually Wesley.