Today LP & I were working on a paint project with a purpose. The goal was to create wrapping paper for the three baby gifts that are ready to be mailed.
I even tried to preplan how to handle the clean up blues. First timing…after quiet time and before dinner when the dinner plan was leftovers. Second, paint protection in the form of a layer of newspaper on the kitchen floor and then a long piece of white paper taped down the center. (Of course our kitchen is all white but I figured if I kept on top of the glips and glops and overflow, the end clean up would be simple.)
LP started off drawing with a marker while I finished setting up.
I found her creation pretty fantastic, especially as she narrated as she drew. It was so interesting to watch the interplay of the spontaneity of her drawing and of her words. Sometimes she drew something and then talked about it and other times, it was the reverse.
The creature is a Mymerona. It has quite detailed anatomy when it comes to pee and poop AND on its other end had separate mouths for each kind of food it likes…so an apple mouth, a date mouth, a banana mouth and so on. (I love how little people translate their current interests into activities!) This was the first time I’ve seen LP embrace drawing with so much energy and purpose and I thought she might stick with drawing and not ask for paint. I sat on the floor with her while she drew and talked.
And then she did indeed ask for paint…
I had suggested that it might be fun to have handprints and footprints on the wrapping paper so she started off by getting her “tools” nice and full of paint.
And then she settled into enjoying exploring paint and paper. She dumped and poured and swirled and skated (a little bit but was upset when she fell down…paint is pretty slippery).
She did a little bit of Jackson Pollock-type splattering but I had to put the kebosh on that because the paint was flying out of control. I have to remember that for an outdoor project when the weather warms up. Or when I’m ready to cover every surface in preparation. (Read about a very cool Pollock inspired father-daughter paint project here.)
She painted my arms and hands and we did some handprints together and then she returned to her own explorations.
And then there were handstands…
And then there was cleaning up. Lots and lots of cleaning up.
In the end, about half of the paper is usable wrapping paper which is plenty. Hopefully it will dry overnight and tomorrow morning we can wrap things up together and go to the post office to mail them.
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