Showing posts with label Love means washing out 15 little paintbrushes.. Show all posts
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Saturday, March 8, 2008

Artin'

When The Bear was a toddler, that's what she called any kind of craft-related activity. Artin'.

We've actually gotten so much snowpack this winter that the kids have been stuck indoors a lot of the time. It's hard to run and play when the snow is up to your thigh, as The Bug discovered when she tried and got a boot sucked off by the snow. There's nothing like ice-cold and slushy socks to make you think, "'Enough of this cold crap. Let's go inside and do some ARTIN'."
There's also nothing like the words, "Mom, can we paint?" to strike fear in the heart of any mother.

Still...

Notice Daddy Shortbread had to get in on the artin', too. Yeah, I know the picture is sideways. I'm new at this, remember? Give me a break.



The Bear got in on the action, too. She wanted her painting to be more of a "goth-y silhouette-y effect." Remember, she's almost a teenager. She's practicing being moody.


The Bug, on the other hand, is ALL ABOUT the bright colors. If I had gotten out the glitter (I didn't. I'm not stupid.), I'm sure she would have added that to her painting.


Hope you enjoyed our Day o' Art. Leave a comment, and I'll try to get a new post up in a couple of days.

Upcoming events for this week: Big City Flower Show! And...Gum Surgery! Hopefully with lots of muscle relaxants!