Pigpen has always liked to “dress fancy” and he’s always loved art.

He recently participated in the local Rotary Club’s annual “Street Painting” contest. They sell squares on the sidewalk of the community college to big companies and individuals. THEN- they let anyone come and join in the fun 2-day art event- FREE! This is the 2nd year the boys have attended. They love it. Pigpen won first place (Elementary School) last year. And MastaG won second place (Middle School) And there are soooo many good drawings. People are so talented.

Anyway.

This year, Pigpen went to the event dressed all in black…with sunglasses. He arrived at his pre-assigned square and started looking around.

Me: What are you doing? Go ahead and start. You have a lot to draw.

Pigpen: It looks like my competition is just little kids. I think I will win again.

Me: Seriously? You haven’t even drawn anything. You can’t win with a blank square.

He proceeds to create his art.

And MastaG works hard on his art, too.

At the end of the day…they announce the winners….

AND>>>>

Pigpen wins 1st place in the Elementary group AGAIN.

Yep. Head = INFLATED

It’s cool. He’s good. Problem is…he knows it.: )

Flash to two weeks later.

The Rotary Club invites the winners to one of their lunches to accept their awards. Pigpen even got to check out of school for the event.

That morning… he came out of his room wearing his 3-piece suit. Appropriate? I don’t know why not.

He enjoys his lunch, accepts his certificate and $50 check. Happy boy. Proud parents.

AT takes him back to school and checks him back in.

Later, when AT picks him up from school, Pigpen starts one of his very long stories.

Pigpen: I got to meet a Senator today.

AT: Really? Who?

Pigpen: Randy McNally

AT: What was he doing at your school?

Pigpen: I don’t know. But he gave me this pin (TN flag/US Flag lapel pin).

AT: Why did you get a pin? Did everyone get a pin?

Pigpen: Well…he told me if I could tell him what the flags stood for, that he would give it to me. He gave me his business card, too.

AT: So, did he give anyone else a pin?

Pigpen: No..I don’t think so…just me.

AT: hmmm.

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Later…after I get home from work, the conversation continues:

Bell: So, he just GAVE you a pin. Was there an assembly today? He just pulled you out of the crowd?

Pigpen: No. There wasn’t an assembly. I ran into him in the hall on my way back to class after the Rotary lunch.

Bell: Was he visiting a teacher or something?

Pigpen: Maybe… He saw me in the hall and told me he liked my suit. I told him I just got back from Rotary Club. Then he asked me if I knew who he was…

…and then that new teacher took my picture with him.

Bell: What new teacher?

Pigpen: I don’t know her name.

Bell: Well..if you see her again, ask her if she can print a copy for you.

Pigpen: ok

Last Friday…Pigpen came home with an envelope addressed to him at his school… from Nashville.

Just another day in Pigpen’s awesome world.

He would make a good politician.