The boys got new paint from grandma last week.
New paint results in wildly excited boysies
who plead to paint until I let them
and in heartfelt prayers of gratitude from me
for washable art supplies.
Really, though, I am just as delighted as they are.
I love watching their creativity
and ability to communicate through visual art grow.
I love hearing Little Man's confident proclamation:
"I am an artist!"
I love watching their intent expressions
as they carefully dip, paint and rinse,
and I love keeping them supplied
with fresh papers and clean water.
I love spreading the beautiful wet paintings
to dry all the way across my counter.
I love displaying some on my fridge when dry
and mailing the rest away to brighten the day
of grandparents, aunts, uncles.
I don't even mind the clean up...
Brother's purples and oranges.
Oh my goodness... too cute!! And what beautiful art. Perfect for decorating the walls or refrigerator! :)
Your handsome little men are GROWING! Lol! It's been way too long since I stopped by to catch up. Looks like they will have your flare for the creative. :)
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