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Soren's Hobbies


Soren has spent the last several months perfecting his artwork.  Like he used to practice standing up or walking---over and over and over--he now practices drawing for hours every day.  His hands are always covered in marker and my floors are always covered in paper but his effort is paying off.  There has been a marked improvement in the past couple of weeks; now his drawings are recognisable! 
He has gone from making rudimentary scribbles (self-identified as shapes and letters) to much more complicated drawings.  The above picture is of a prehistoric landscape featuring two different dinosaurs and various scenery elements.  He also enjoys drawing the latter-day prophets (especially Joseph Smith and John Taylor), compliments of his Uncle Brinton.  I have a harder time recognising the prophets but they are definitely people-shaped.

Soren's other favorite thing to do is sing.  Luckily, he can sing and draw at the same time.  I started teaching him some of the primary songs for this year's program and he was surprisingly excited about it.  He now knows more of the verses for "Follow the Prophet" and "Book of Mormon Stories" than I do.  He sings while he draws, he sings while he walks, he sings in the tub and the car and the stroller.  The tunes are a little mangled but the words are clear.  I love to hear him singing everywhere we go.
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Oozaroo said…
Oh my goodness, at my house he sang that Dinosaur song all the time, and I had it in my head for DAYS!! (But I love to hear him sing.)
April 27, 2010 at 1:32 AM
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