That is the word I heard coming from the kitchen this morning. I was in the laundry room pulling clothes out of the dryer and little Levi was commenting on his masterpiece in the next room. I had left him alone with three small dishes of paint to work on a "snap" painting. I naively thought he was talking about his painting - so I called from the laundry room, "I can't wait to see it." Not three seconds later my little man rounds the corner and asks, "Isn't it beautiful, mommy?" Yes. In a strange way, it really is. I only wish I could figure out how to load more than one picture on this blog - so I could also show you what he did to his toes too.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Beautiful
That is the word I heard coming from the kitchen this morning. I was in the laundry room pulling clothes out of the dryer and little Levi was commenting on his masterpiece in the next room. I had left him alone with three small dishes of paint to work on a "snap" painting. I naively thought he was talking about his painting - so I called from the laundry room, "I can't wait to see it." Not three seconds later my little man rounds the corner and asks, "Isn't it beautiful, mommy?" Yes. In a strange way, it really is. I only wish I could figure out how to load more than one picture on this blog - so I could also show you what he did to his toes too.
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