Nice. Nice. A traditional approach, with a baseball cap for some whimsy. And "he's in a box because we're going to eat him." Ummm. Okay. Some realism, too - because life ain't always cute, I guess.
More of an existential approach. I cut out the pieces for her. She glued and decorated. I'm not quite sure why the pig has seven legs or an unattached tail; I'm sure there is some deep, genius-like meaning behind it. And, the stars... well, I'm sure it's something far more artistic than the fact that she liked to peel the paper off the stickers. And, the bow. That's because "she's a girl." Duh.