My last Art class

I'm sad that mummy have pulled me out from Art class, with full support from daddy. And with a heavy heart and bag I went for my class.

They said there isn't any improvement in my drawing despite being in the class for almost half a year.
Can you guess what this is? This is a kangaroo.. and coincidentally kangaroo was also the first thing I learnt how to draw when I started Mr Lin's class.
Then - mummy mistook it for a dinosaur. This time round I think I drew better (although I heard mummy and daddy complaining) and it's fatter!