I drew this on a napkin at Rubio's in Vallejo. We were waiting for soft tacos for the adults and cheese quesadillas for the kids. I later got Cold Stone Ice Cream for the family.
For some reason, this picture that I drew -- while impatiently waiting for our food -- seems to evoke a certain emotion in me about my wife. Yes, I stared at her, kind of like how a guy would in the movies.
A song was playing in the background. I don't remember it.
So here she herself drew. I drew. The kids drew something.
Perhaps, had our food arrived earlier, I would not have drawn this. It was a blessing disguise.
I call it "Beautiful Wife Drawing".
The title is also a play on words. "Drawing" can be either a noun or a verb. At first, it was meant to be a verb. But it can also be a noun.
She looked down at her own drawing.
But I looked at her.
I drew this.
For some reason, this picture that I drew -- while impatiently waiting for our food -- seems to evoke a certain emotion in me about my wife. Yes, I stared at her, kind of like how a guy would in the movies.
A song was playing in the background. I don't remember it.
So here she herself drew. I drew. The kids drew something.
Perhaps, had our food arrived earlier, I would not have drawn this. It was a blessing disguise.
I call it "Beautiful Wife Drawing".
The title is also a play on words. "Drawing" can be either a noun or a verb. At first, it was meant to be a verb. But it can also be a noun.
She looked down at her own drawing.
But I looked at her.
I drew this.
Now that I posted this picture, I wish I had taken a photo, too.
But that's okay. This drawing captures what I need. Her eyes could have looked down a little more here.
This is what she was drawing while I drew her. Hers is on the left.
She was drawing daddy and mommy and our 5 kids.
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