What started as a nice morning of painting turned into unsurprisingly into body painting.
Kenan's picture of me and the sun with a cloud over me and rain coming down.
Dawson's abstract work.


Through a mishap Silas got paint on his face and in his eyes. As I wiped it off, the boys commented that it looked like a mask. That led to...

D didn't like his first attempt so he washed it off...
The next mask.

So of course after playing the boys hit the bath. I had washed Silas off partly and he said, "me clean now?" and was ready to get out. This is what he looked like when he asked if he was clean.

As they were in the bath Brett told them that not all mommies let their kids get this dirty and made them say thank you. I don't mind dirt as long as it comes off. What's the point of a bath anyway if the water is clear when you get out?

I do hope the boys have fond memories of painting, getting dirty, and just having fun.
Grandma loves the mask and belts. Can't wait until I can paint a mask and climb into the tree house.
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