For the past two days I've been at home "nursing" my youngest back to good health. I think the shot I persuaded him to get actually did the trick but a little TLC goes a long way too. It is persuasion that we moms use, right...I mean, the strawberry milkshake promise isn't bribery is it? Whatever it's called it works...and I don't hesitate to use it! Anyway, the second day home he's feeling a bit more perky so I decided to let him paint. What a great idea. I heard just the other day that painting makes you feel better, kind of a therapy, they said. It actually doesn't cure physical sickness but mentally I think it does wonders. The results were amazing!!! I was in awe at his finished "masterpiece."
He explained to me that this was the playground at school...his favorite part of the day is, of course, recess. When I tried to help him along by suggesting he "fill in" certain areas he responded that those are secret passages to the slide and don't need to be "filled in." I decided then that I needed to let him be the artist and stay out of it. He showed me the ladder and the slide and even went to the trouble of adding handlebars. You see them, right, those big red balls in the center that look like eyes staring back at you? I did show him how instead of reaching for the green paint tube we could just mix the blue and yellow already on our pallette. He thought that was great! So he began to experiment with mixing and surprisingly already knew how to make purple and orange. It was great fun for both of us. Now I have this incredible, priceless piece of art for my collection.