So, I’m working on this painting, and Keian works next to me, usually painting a pirate ship or birdhouse.
(My son and I paint together a lot. He’s three. He really likes to do whatever I like to do, and I really like to paint.)
I work on several paintings at once, because I am impatient, so while one layer is drying I move onto something else.
I leave the table to grab the next painting but I can’t decide on just one. I spend maybe 30 seconds deciding, and Keian says, “Mommy!”
He has a paint brush loaded with green paint in his hand.
“One minute baby,” I tell him, trying to pick another painting.
“Mommy!” He insists.
I’m trying to be quick, so I grab all the paintings, but 45 seconds is too long.
“I paint a dinosaur. High five?”
High five, little man.
*I put the stack of paintings down, away from the green paint brush.