Although I did let the mess and stress of it get to me at times, I still really liked it. Mainly though? Seeing kids just come alive when they could "make" something so beautiful, or unique, or whatever. It was so...nice. In the midst of stressful school days I liked that they could come to my classroom and let their imagine run wild. It's such a good outlet for them.
Anyway. Tangent like whoa.
I was at the craft store the other day and decided to pick up some sidewalk chalk. I mean, it seems like we're getting to the point where I can start inserting some of these fun activities into our day, so I decided to try it.
Actually, we decided to draw on our deck instead of the driveway and it still worked. It was definitely a bright spot in my day seeing my girl make some of her first marks on the world. You know, I've done all the schooling, the research, I know all about the stages of childrens development as related to art and abilities--but still. It was way cooler playing with my own daughter...you know, making art.
|Even Mac joined in.|
|She lost a shoe in the process. Chalking the deck is rough, yo.|
I welcome many more artful, mess-making experiences with open arms.