Mine is the Prettiest One

I have accepted the fact that my four year-old son hates art projects and likely will never be a painter, and I'm okay with that. But one thing he has plenty of...and that's self confidence.

Today at school when viewing the obligatory child hallway art, the conversation went like this:
Me: So which one is yours?
His: The prettiest one of course.

Note that his is on the left. And compare that to the one on the right with discernable fish.
There is hope that he'll be strong in math.