Monday, July 20, 2009

I am boy. Hear me roar.

Last week at story time, the kids were provided with materials to make finger paint masterpieces.

It was a lovely morning, perfect for an outdoor activity like this. And because Henry has become more interested in coloring lately, I knew he would thoroughly enjoy finger-painting.

And he did.

For about two minutes.

And then he spotted sticks on the ground. And crisp paper, bright paint, and his inner-artist took a backseat to dirt, mud, and destruction.


  1. Oh my gosh, that is SO Aliza Joy. Art is fun and all, but when dirt is offered as alternative? She'll take dirt over fine art anytime.