My dear sweet Carter had a hard time the other day when he saw this. That is right, The Mona Lisa, it brought him much heartache. The conversation went like this. Carter see's this picture in our van, "Wow, who did that they are really good." Mom replies, "That would be Leonardo Da Vinci." Carter says, "He is really good at people." "Yes, he was a very famous artist who has done a lot of work." Carter starts welling up, "I'm not that good." Mom tries to be comforting, "Well, Da Vinci is an incredible artist, but I do believe he was older than you when he did this and he had practiced for years." Carter is now crying, "I am never going to be that good Mom."

What do you say to that? He went into the house still pouting and I couldn't bring myself to try and do anything to make him feel better. He is drawing a lot and loves learning to draw. However, if you tell him something is good and it's not he will look at you and say, "this is rubbish mom." Today he had scribbled on something and asked if I liked it. I said it was original and creative, he said, "oh so you like just a bunch of scribbles, mom, you can say it is rubbish." Goodness!! I can't win with this situation.