Painting Fun

I'm sure there are many moms who come up with wonderful and creative ways to occupy their children without so much as an eye-batting at TV. However, in my case, I think after I graduated from college with an art degree, I ran out of creativity. Honestly. There are so many days where hours spent in front of the TV really is appealing - so I don't have to entertain or be creative. I have, however, managed to raise a 3 and 1 year old with some extra-curricular activities besides watching "the tube" all day and this is one of Ethan's favorites. I discovered it when my mom brought over a paint book and Ethan went through it like lightening. So the other day, as I was shopping a store I frequent (Michael's), I came upon a Nemo paint book. I snagged it along with a paint with water Pooh book for Austin. I shuddered to think of Austin with REAL paint...water is much safer. I just prayed that as Austin watched Ethan paint, he wouldn't want the colored paint, too. I got lucky. Who knows but they might have gotten Mommy's artistic gene! I'm so excited!!

We still don't know if Ethan is right or left handed yet. It seems he switches it on us frequently. He does play sports right handed, though. Aren't those colors beautiful? And all in the SAME area... The paper is just crying out "move the paintbrush somewhere else...I'm disintegrating!!"

Tasty! Of course it has to be smelled and/or tasted to see if it really is what he thinks it is. Thank goodness it's just water. Pooh saw the rest of that cup of water a few moments after this picture - it came spilling over him. Oops. Oh well.

I know I'll look back on these moments and remember how fun it was to do things like this. And I'll wish I could sit down and have my boys all to myself; plopping their bottoms down in my lap so I can hold them (and fighting when one gets more of my legs than the other). I remind myself that I need to enjoy the "now" daily. Even though I may not do lots of fun things with them all the time, they won't know. They'll only remember that I loved them and tried my hardest to give them my best (most of the time...) We all know none of us are perfect - (sometimes it takes us perfectionists longer to accept it).