american gothic

This was Hazel’s idea.  We were up at this farm, Hazel saw the house, saw the pitchfork, saw her best boy friend Ian, remembered this picture that she’s tried to draw a few times and decided to try to recreate it.

Oh, I love that quirky, artistic awesome Hazel.  She is suddenly so much more joy than she is trouble or heart ache.  I love the person that she is, deep, feeling, smart, capable, funny, empathetic, real, good. 

Isn’t it amazing to see your kids become people you really really like?