My cousin is an amazing artist. My sister sings. My dad is a walking encyclopedia. My aunt is an interior decorator. My mom could paint, draw, scrapbook, and essentially create beautiful stuff out of thin air. Sarah was bound to get something from the family gene pool. She got some gorgeous blue eyes, a love of cats and chocolate, a big mouth... (hey, I had to contribute something.)
Oh yeah.. and she also got the ability to do stuff like this:
Yeah... she produced both of these in about 30 minutes. Her granddad bought her a set of watercolor crayons and she was playing around with those today. Not terrible considering she was fending off Heather and Hunter the entire time.
Of course, she hates both of these because she's still learning how to use the crayons and make them look like watercolor paints after the drawing is done, but I thought they were cute so I'm showing them off.
So yeah... creativity and artistry seem to run in the family. Everyone got something they can brag about.
What did I get? Umm... well, I can sorta sing. I can sorta cross stitch. I can sorta draw. Oh, and I can make a person's eyes bleed with the fashion choices I make on a regular basis.
Then there's this amazing ability to babble incessantly when someone puts a keyboard in front of me....