March 7 - To My Child

You will not remember the 1st time you pick up a crayon to draw a house.  For I do not.  And if I do not, I am willing to bet that my gene for forgetting important things has been passed on to you.  I am writing lying down because I am too weak to stand.  But, child, you must remember the important things. Like the first thing you draw in crayon being put up on the fridge.  I do not remember this from my childhood because my refrigerator was wood paneled to fit in with the interior design.  Instead the stairway to our basement was lined with my childhood art and accomplishments.  There was no where else to put anything.  But our refrigerator will be covered in magnets as sitcom moms taught me it should be.  It will chronicle my life in magnets that will be there to support your life in art.  All your art will be good art and I will hang it with pride instead of hiding it away in the basement even though your hands are only getting started and this will be visible in the rhomboid house in our kitchen.