Look at me, aren't I cute? Don't you want some to buy some of my brilliant artwork?
Actually, Xander and I had some rare one on one time last night and this is our accomplishment. It's not for sale, we keep it all in a big plastic tote in the closet (at least for now, though it's getting pretty full with three creative little boys).
Connor had gone with Daddy to run some errands, one of his favorite things to do (especially if he's allowed to "go inside too")! And poor Sawyer, he is either trying to get sick or is finally catching up on some lost sleep, because he was in bed at 6 p.m. last night and wasn't up until about 7 a.m. this morning. That's rare, people.
So Xander and I did one of his all-time favorite things. We got out the finger paints, the brushes (because I'm not that crazy), and the paper. He had a big time. Any shapes you see are courtesty of my paintbrush, because his only style at the moment is making a lot of random dots. He did do a few long lines back and forth, but he much prefers the dots.
Four pieces may not look like much compared to his usual output, you must remember that he doesn't like to waste paper and he actually paints on both sides. Yes, he flips it over immediately after he finishes, wet paint and all, and starts on the back side. Hence the make-shift clothesline in the kitchen - it's hard to let both sides dry at the same time, without having the paint (though washable) also dry on the surface it's laying on.
So much talent, so little time and resources, he says.