We gave Bethany Oil Pastels for her birthday, a brand new art supply.
The next day I posted on Facebook,
kids are napping and 2 are playing in the backyard, exclaiming "Land
ho!" I love fall and hearing their laughter and pretend play coming
through the open windows.
This was not entirely true. Jenna wasn't napping.
She was breaking in Bethany's Oil Pastels...
The doll took most of her creativity. The walls, bunk beds, sheets and carpet were not neglected.
The next day Jenna came down from napping with an orange face, upon questioning she claimed innocence. That day she came across an overlooked Oil Pastel and also happened upon Bethany's brand new coloring pencils.
Bingo! Art time again. Her church clothes were covered in orange and her sheets were orange.
Oil Pastels do wash out.
The next day, she destroyed Bethany's art binder with all her artwork from the past 3 years in plastic pages. She took every. single. page. out of the sleeves and every. single. sleeve. out of the binder.
Joe and I concluded that is a good thing that God made her so cute, because if not we probably would harm her!
Yesterday morning as I was getting Brady out of his crib he kept looking around me to smile at Jenna. I told Jenna and they smiled at each other. As we started for the stairs to get breakfast Jenna said, "Mommy, I love having a baby brother."