I’ve always wished I had some artistic ability–by that I mean drawing, painting, sculpting, etc. When I was a kid I tried. Really hard. I tried and tried to draw, to paint, and to mold things out of polymer clay, but somehow nothing ever came out looking quite right. The closest I was able to get was the most basic geometric shapes, and my magnum opus was a picture of my dad’s office that I subsequently gave to him.

Eventually I came to the acceptance that God had already given me plenty of other gifts and interests–like writing and music–and that needed to be enough for me.

That said, a few nights ago I had a girls’ night with some other wives from our community group, and they wanted to paint. So despite my lack of skill, I did my best to do the simplest work possible, and ended up with something I think I can at least be satisfied enough with that I can maybe hang it in the “baby’s room” (really just more of a corner of our bedroom, but we’ll pretend it’s a nursery).

So I thought I’d share that with y’all, just for fun. If nothing else, maybe it’ll encourage you that just because something isn’t your forte, that doesn’t mean you can’t have a little fun with it now and then!