We didn’t paint eggs on Easter Sunday; we did feet painting (if that is of any relevance).
This was how it went…
Sonia: Mama, I want to do something.
Me: Yes, Sonia, what would you like to do?
Sonia: Something, mama. You know, something.
Me: Uh har, what thing?
Sonia: (grinning cheekily) I want to do painting!
Sonia: YES! I go upstairs and take my painting now! (she meant she wanted to take her painting tools)
Me: Okay, let’s paint at the rood terrace!
And then…. this happened……
Instead of the typical paint-on-the-drawing-block, we went loose and paint with out feet! It was messy, I had to clean up, BUT she had sooooooooo much FUN!
She went walking around the roof terrace, leaving her footprints at every corner (literally). Thankfully we used washable paint for kids so cleaning up wasn’t too tedious.
When I asked her which was her favourite colour, it wasn’t difficult to guess. She said P.I.N.K. and started hopping about. My heart almost stopped beating – she had paint underneath her feet and it was so slippery and we had bricks and sharp corners everywhere… “what if she slipped and fell?” I can’t imagine. I dropped my camera and pinned her down (hmm… I was exaggerating; I just grabbed her by her arms and told her in a very stern voice to stop jumping).
So we went on and on, paper after paper until she got tired and requested to take a shower.
I kind of think this looked really artistic. Perhaps even better than doing a pedicure!
Here are some of her first few pieces. The rest are still lying on the ground. And that’s not all, she started doing hand painting too!
Initially, I screamed at her, asking that she stop destroying the containers but she replied ever-so-calmly, “but mama, I never destroy, I am helping you to colour the container. You see, no colour!” I saw how she enjoyed the “colouring” process and I didn’t have the heart to reprimand her so I joined her in “colouring” the containers.
Life is more beautiful with colours.