When you first have a baby, you spend hours gazing into his/her little face, dreaming about the person they will become. Will they have your way with words? Their dad’s height? Their grandma’s musical ability? Their uncle’s artistic talent? Imagine my pride when I got home from work the other day and saw on the kitchen table, a book written by my own son. Clay had not only written, but had also illustrated his very own book. Yes, I thought, my son is following in my footsteps! He’s going to be an author! Sure, he’s only seven years old now, but he’s undoubtedly destined for greatness! And then I actually looked at the book. Yeah. Let’s just say that I hope Clay has a “Plan B” for future employment.
Here’s a sneak peek at Clay’s masterpiece. I may have to take orders for this book as I’m sure you’re all going to want your own copies for your coffee tables.
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Poop 1 of 5A favorite word for seven year old boys everywhere.
Butt 2 of 5It's like a Dr. Seuss book. Splat butt poop, it looks like soup.
Sinker 3 of 5This is what happens when you don't get enough fiber.
Floater 4 of 5I love how he identified and labeled the undigested corn. Classy.
Splat 5 of 5I think this is what happens when you eat half a dozen Fiber One bars at once.
On the bright side, he’s spelled everything correctly.