This afternoon after pre-school Mr. Man informed me that he wanted to do some painting.
Of course I said alright. He's a natural. The bold strokes. The color selection. The reckless abandon. It's inspiring.
May I present...
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Fabulous! the birth of art. I love these paintings, and have a couple that were painted for me by the kids I looked after. Treasures, for sure.
She sort of looks like a Claire to me.
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