Xander was all over it (literally). He loved it, was covered in paint, painted on himself as much as the paper, and often had two brushes in each hand. By the end, he even started handing us the paint bottles so we would add more to his paper, usually asking for all four colors! My little artist.
Sawyer impressed us by participating for a little while. He was definitely curious about what brothers were doing, and did take a paintbrush from Mommy and make a few carefully placed dots and strokes on one piece of paper. He then went on to simply wander around the deck, occasionally peeking at brothers' work, and often simply wanting some hugs and interaction from Mommy. He's trying though, and that's progress for him!
And then there was Connor. He too enjoyed the painting - he loved to have giant blobs of paint to work with. There was no "less is more" concept for him today and no "quality over quantity" concept either. More is apparently more for him. Unfortunately, a lot of his "masterpieces" ended up stuck together where we placed them on the table because they were so wet with paint. Oh well, there will certainly be more.
A collection of the ones I was able to pull apart (notice there are a few rips and tears here and there - just makes them more valuable, right?).
And then there was water - to play and to clean up with - which the two water babies loved. We spent hours and hours, long after the therapist had gone home. And at the end of it, Xander even ventured in too. That, is nothing short of miraculous. This is the boy who slept in a deck chair the entire three hours we last spent at the very nice kiddie pool with Grammy and Pappy, the one who cried if we tried to get him into the water. So, progress all around today . . .