When Henry was three he did this on butcher paper with markers.  Its a dream he had.  He is the tiny yellow head at the very bottom of the page.  On the right is a "red bird."  And on the left is a "copper headed rattlesnake."   In the middle is a monster.  It knocks me out, this piece of art.

Its always fun getting a window into their minds.  He nailed his eyes.  That child has always had the biggest brownest most beautiful eyes.  Why does the animus of the snake float above it?  And why is the snake so happy?

Equally interesting to me, is watching their artwork evolve.   When Riley was two she drew roses everywhere on everything.  I kept this one hanging over our bed for years.  I love the way she accidentally got so much depth in the picture.   And I love how so very ROSE the roses are.  She got it. 

And she did this one last month, just kind of doodling.   It startled me, that I could have drawn this.  Not to say its so sophisticated, technical, or any such thing.  Its experimental.  She isn't trying to represent.  And that is some next level creative thinking, I think.