I was looking forward to doing this. When the paint was on her feet, all Holly wanted to do was try and eat it.
I really would be quite happy hanging around the house doing this stuff all the time.
Holly says “Dadada”. That’s my girl.
I was looking forward to doing this. When the paint was on her feet, all Holly wanted to do was try and eat it.
I really would be quite happy hanging around the house doing this stuff all the time.
Holly says “Dadada”. That’s my girl.
Fantastic!
I took my boys to a local potters, several weeks before mothers day. They made a plate where they did the same as you did with Holly, but painted their hands instead and pressed them to the plate. A message to Mom, written by the boys, finished it off.
Come Mothers day, Mom was a very happy, emotional Mom.
And as for dadada… How does your heart cope with that?
I’ll let you know when it come back down :o)