This afternoon's stated intention was for the Bumble Bean and me to bring all my craft accessories down and gather his and coordinate them into a cohesive, orderly system in the book room while the Big Bad Bean learned the rest of the Eagle Form.
What actually happened is that the Big Bad Bean learned his form (super sexy) and the Bumble Bean and I played with rubber stamps and then rediscovered the water colors and spent 2+ hours water-coloring the wooden storage bins from IKEA.
Not quite sure how that happened, but we had so much fun and encountered his very determined and individual aesthetic sensibility. He started with the typical mud-toned-camouflage-after-a-blood-bath theme, transitioned through a rainbow confetti look into his blue period. We now have 2 boxes in beautiful shades of blue with some green highlights...also some purple splotches. I wonder if those were indicative of how cold he was the day before at the pool party.
He couldn't stop talking about his experience at the pool party yesterday, especially while he was painting his blue boxes. When you consider that this is a kid who doesn't talk, you have to admit that must have been one incredible party. He refused to get out of the water even though his lips were purple, his fingers were blue and he couldn't stop shaking. I finally hauled him out using brute force (lots of silly tickles) dried him off and bundled him up in sweat pants, wool socks and a sweat shirt. I really felt for him. When I was a kid, I could never see any reason to stop doing something just because I was cold.
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