Warped because I finally got out the paints and let all three kids go to town. This was Wesley’s first time being able to paint to his heart’s content. Stripped to his (still stainable) diaper, he enjoyed painting with fingers and brushes. Towards the end, I think he was mostly painting with his tummy. Clearly I was so fascinated by his colorfulness that I didn’t even take any pictures of his sisters, who were approximately a foot and a half away from him (mostly out of the splatter zone).
Not being particularly sentimental, I threw away all of their artwork as soon as they went to bed. They will make more.
Wesley attempts to climb down from his chair and remove his diaper simultaneously.
If you are wearing socks, are you truly naked?
And if you cover with paint the only item of clothing still it’s original color, what hue will your mother’s hair turn?
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