Monday, September 1, 2008

The Sistine Chapel

One day a screw fell on the floor under the kitchen table. Rafa called me over to tell me about it, and I crawled down under the table to inspect the situation. I looked up at the underside of the table to see where the screw had fallen from and I noticed that the whole underside of the table was covered with drawings.

"Wow," I said. "How did this get here?"

Rafa and I laid on our backs for a few minutes under the table, and then I called Pa over.

"Pa, ven a mirar esto."

So the three of us laid on our backs on the floor under the kitchen table, looking up. Luisito was taking a nap.

"I colored under the table when I was little," Rafa said. "When I was 3 years old. I'm not going to do it anymore."

"Huh," I said. "Hmmmm," Pa said.

Every once in a while we add to the composition on the underside of the kitchen table. Because now that it's started, it would be a shame to leave it unfinished.

4 comments:

Núria said...

Hola Familia! Just wanted to say thanks for dropping by to my blog's party! Hope everything is fine with you :D. Muy graciosa la historia de la mesa!!!

Mama Goose said...

This is so sweet. Makes me wish my kids would do this. But with my luck they'd color on the top with permanent marker.

Krysta said...

that's awesome! and what cool parents to not be upset by this.

cafe124 said...

I love it, next time I come over please share with me.