I must be Crazy!

Celie asked if they could paint. Even though I was dog tired, I agreed. I think that I may be crazy for agreeing, but I was hopeful that all would be fine.

I changed the girls into some "play" clothes and gathered the supplies.

Jake decided that he needed to supervise this activity and make sure they doing o.k. He was trying to get pointers for when it is his turn to participate.

Both Anna & Celie started out doing a great job with their paintings. Of course, they really haven't figured out when to STOP painting on their painting. Trying to convince them that they should move onto another canvas didn't work. I really liked some of their "earlier" creations - before they muddled all of the colors together into 1 big blob.


After each of them had painted 2 -3 paintings, I thought that it was time to clean up. I gave them fair warning that we were going to clean up in a few minutes. Jake started fussing because he was tired of not being an active participant and wanted to be fed. So, I announced that it was time to clean up. Both girls had a fit. Thank goodness that most of the paint that I had in the little cups were now mostly on the canvases drying in the dining room. Anna decided that she wanted to sweep her arms across the table to make the paint cups go everywhere. Thank goodness for my quick hands as none of the cups or paint reached the floor. By now, both girls are screaming/crying and I am quickly trying to remove all traces of paint from the table and the girls. With both girls crying, Jake joined in on the fun as well. I swept up Anna and took her to her room. She cried herself to sleep. Celie finally calmed down and I fed Jake and he was happy.

If I wasn't crazy before letting them paint, I think I am now.