Here’s how out-of-town birthdays go in our house. Its someone’s birthday. Someone special whom we love very much. The good moms of the world see that on the calendar a week in advance (or even have such things memorized, how is that possible???) and go out and buy a gift or a lovely card and pop it in the mail so that it arrives it time for the special day. What does this mom do? I see it on the calendar the day of, tell my child it’s so-and-so’s birthday, and she proclaims that she wants to color them a picture. I then take photos of said picture and either send it via email, Facebook message, or blog post.
Today really is Grandpa Bruce’s birthday. Evelyn really did want to paint him a picture. Fabulous! We got out the table cloth, paints, and paint brushes and let her get her creative on. She was painting a really lovely picture too. Lots of different colors. Beautiful.
Then it was as though this little voice in her said, “What are you doing? You are Evelyn! You can’t possibly just sit and make a lovely picture like this.” So while I went to get the camera to take a photo of her work, her true self came out.
See these paint brushes? She really was using them first.
Then she decided to turn the picture into one giant purple finger-painted project. Whatever.
Then in true Evelyn form, she became a work of art as well. Sigh.
Happy Birthday Grandpa!
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