I decided it was time to break out the paper and share my passion for art with my daughter. Until I get some digestive-friendly mediums, I let Syd use some of my oil pastel crayons (under supervision of course). As expected, her first art lesson was a disaster. What was the lesson, you ask?
"DON'T EAT THE CRAYONS"
Despite the disaster, it wasn't a failure-by any means. She experienced the feel of each crayon in her fingers, saw the beauty of color, and briefly got a taste of the (toxic?) wax. Good thing I'm getting pretty fast at yanking things out of her mouth! I encouraged her to use both her right and left hands. I'm so excited to see if she is going to be a lefty like her momma, but it's way to soon to tell.
We finished the lesson with Sydney on my lap, my hand around hers, and signed her name on, well, a masterpiece.
This is SO going on my refrigerator!
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