Art

I remember having to blow out the egg of an egg so we could decorate the outside of it for art. Well Roy came home from scouts and says he needed to take in some eggs for art class, the next day. Why do they always wait to the end of the day at 9:30 at night, when I am tired. Just one of those joys of being a mom. So of course I got pictures.

He tried and tried. It took him twenty minutes to do the first one. 15 to do the second one.

 

While he was doing the third one, I was tired and wanted to go to bed so I did the next two in less time than he could do the third one. He was upset that I did it so fast and made him do it.