Well it’s all drippy and shivery here today, and we’re wondering where our warm spring sun went off to.
Watercolors and Bubbles
Yesterday though, it was glorious! We spent all day outside. We ate our meals out there, punctuated by bouts of barefoot running through the grass. We played spies and read, made up tall tales, blew bubbles and painted. We all agreed that every day should be a lot like that day.
My littlest man, being the observant, thoughtful kid that he is said , “see how the bubbles are all rainbow-y around the edges? I think we could paint bubbles like that.”
And so we did. I highly recommend blowing, noticing and then painting bubbles. It was a great exercise in observational painting… and a whole lot of fun to boot.
My guy has deemed himself a champion bubble blower and thought that I should preserve his bubble blowing greatness in both photo and painted form.
As in, “look how great I am at this! First you can take a picture, then you can paint me okay?”
Gotta love the self assuredness of being 4.
I was happy to oblige though because really, he IS pretty great. And when mixed with a balmy day, bubbles and watercolors… well that’s worthy of saving up in each and every possible way.