Paint!

Tim is an artist and my father-in-law is an artist but, I am the one who does the painting of the walls in our home. I have the biggest canvas out of all 3 of us!

I have always loved painting. I've loved it since my little 5 year old fingers first touched the brilliant blue finger paint in my Kindergarten class.

All through my life, I have often referred back to that wonderful day in Kindergarten when we were allowed to get messy with paint. Different kids got different colors of paint squirted on their large pieces of white paper. Mine was a deep, bright blue. It was beautiful to me! When the paint was placed on my paper, it was in a large heap. The very fact that I had to mash my fingers down into the small hill of paint was wonderful! It squished between my fingers and plopped down onto the rest of my little hand. I was in love!! I remember this day so well! I remember exactly how the paint felt on my hands and how all of the rest of the class was finished with their masterpieces way before me. The teacher and her assistant came over to me and carefully convinced me that my picture was beautiful and that I was finished. Who knows how long I would've sat there swishing my hands and fingers from side to side....hahaha!

There are times, even now, when I open a fresh can of paint in order to paint the walls, that I secrety want to plunge my hands down into the beautiful, thick, creamy stuff and wiggle my fingers around and rub them together.

I really love paint!

By the way, my mom still has my picture that I painted in Kindergarten.



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