The Joy of Creating for an Audience of None
A powerful reminder courtesy of an unassuming 5-year-old
I walked through our front door and found my 5-year-old quietly drawing at our kitchen table.
I wanted to join him.
But since he was biting his tongue clearly lost in concentration — and remembering how much I hate it when people bother me when I’m in the “biting-tongue” zone — I opted for silence.
Every few minutes though, curious as to what he was so obsessed with, I walked past him to sneak a peak.
“Is that a yellow cow?” I thought to myself only seeing partial snippets. “Or maybe it’s an overweight cheetah?”
When the tongue-biting was finally done, I went over to him and asked, “That’s super cool, what is it?”
The next words that came out of his mouth leveled me.
With the exception of the time he scored a goal on me and then proceeded to moon me, I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder to be his dad.
“I’ve never seen a giraffe without a neck before,” he said, “and I wanted to see one — so I drew one.”
