Until fairly recently Owen hasn't shown much interest in drawing. We could ply a couple of stick figures out of him on occasion, but he really would rather we draw things to entertain him instead. Then there was his Yoshi period (2007-2008), resulting in an entire preschool year's scrapbook filled with drawings of bright green space dinosaurs. Turtle dragons? Whatever.

Anyway, since his cousin introduced him to the wonder and horror of Pokemon, things have changed. Our young artist has thrown himself into his work, fervently churning out masterpiece after masterpiece. Our fridge truly runneth over.



On the right we have an Aipom, which is one of a sea of unpronounceable Pokemon that Owen has memorized and obsessed over. On the left is an interpretation of Bowser from the Super Mario universe, and most likely a window into why my son doesn't sleep. Time to start that therapy savings account!



Here's another nightmare-inducing Bowser, and a nice example of how Owen has recently decided that drawings need a back as well as a front. And incidentally - they're not anatomically correct - those are tails, people.