Fingerpainting for AM~Erica

So anyway...

Back to the little stinker, himself...

At the daycare he was attending (and where I was working, if you hadn't figured it out by previous posts), the kids in his class were watching a movie in their room, when the teachers noticed my son fingerpainting the table. This was odd because there were no paints in the room. Then they saw it was brown, and they wondered how he got into the potty-treasure box (prizes, like Hershey Kisses, for going in the big potty) to get some of the chocolate - they didn't see anyone climbing up the shelves! Ornery booger! So they went to clean him up, as well as the table, and realized they weren't cleaning up chocolate...

Yep, my son wrote the book "Fingerpainting the Table", and uses the pen name Hoo-Flug Poo. Oh, and he needed a change of clothes, too.
See? Creativity can come from ANYWHERE! He was in the mood to paint, couldn't reach, so he created his own.
That's my kid!

Stay tuned for more...

God Bless, AM~Erica