Confession time: it's been a long time since we've painted around here. It's just that it's a mini-disaster each time we try. But it's important to me for my kids to "do art", so yesterday I told myself to suck it up and just do it.
At first, I was pleasantly surprised with the process. Joe seemed to be putting more thought into his work.
Daniel and Mikea had progressed enough developmentally since the last time we painted to understand rinsing the brush before putting in into another color. (Most of the time.) But then this happened:And it happened again.
And someone started painting her hand: And somewhere in-between I lost my patience.
And someone started painting her hand: And somewhere in-between I lost my patience.
Plus the whole time this was going on, a certain baby was squawking in the background. (Not a happy squawk, either.)
But in the end, I had 3 kids who were very proud of their work. See for yourselves:
But in the end, I had 3 kids who were very proud of their work. See for yourselves:
1 comments:
Remember those fabulous naps at Oak Hill? Looking at these photos made me really miss them.
You're amazing.
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