Cool kid

D.'s the model-kid. Most of the time he's quiet and draws Donald Duck characters. When he's not drawing, he participates in the conversation where he can. Or he makes his drawings part of the conversation. Last night he asked all of us to think of a scene Uncle Scrooge finds himself in. Then he would draw the scene. (Needless to say, he draws like a pro.) Then he started doing portraits of each of us. He was pissing himself laughing while he was drawing them, and so were we. But the most amazing thing was that whenever someone would laugh too hard at someone else's portrait, he'd flip back to that person's drawing, so they'd get laughed at in turn, making sure nobody got laughed at more than the other.

Later in the evening he asked if he could take pictures of us with my camera. I wouldn't let a kid touch my camera, but I happily handed it to him and he had a ball shooting pics. He made sure everybody got in the shot as well. When his aunt was talking about throwing a birthday party, he asked if he could help out serving drinks and food. D. rocks. I hope when puberty sets in it doesn't change him too much.

His mother is a psychologist. She took a look at the Uncle Scrooge scenes each and every one of us had asked D. to draw. Then she uncannily explained our personalities from the drawings.

Oh, the food was great too.