Last week Georiga, Jessica, and I took all the kiddos to paint pottery. Despite the fact we were surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of breakable objects in a very tight space, we were able to enjoy a creative outing and paint a beautiful pottery piece of their choice. Eli chose a bear, Gracie Rae a pig, and Beaux chose Humpty Dumpty. I only wish we could have a recording of her saying, "Humpty Dumpty," for posterity-it is precious. There were a few tears shed as I explained we couldn't take the masterpieces home with us but had to leave them to be put in the kiln; but as soon as we walked out the door the countdown was on until Friday afternoon when we could pick up our treasures. There was pure joy as we returned to the shop and claimed our now shiny sculptures. We couldn't wait to get home and show them to daddy. And we did rush in the door and show them to daddy- and within ten minutes of being inside the house, a crash was heard, followed by endless tears, and a broken Humpty Dumpty. Dan did his best with the glue, but some of the pieces shattered and literally couldn't be put back together again. I think as she stood that morning deciding which piece of pottery to paint, her choice might of been a little prophetic.
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Is it just me, or does Humpty appear to be smeared with blood? Prophetic, no?
Sorry, Beaux, that your first official work of art is broken--but he does seem more realistic now :)
It does look a little creepy doesn't it? A little dark? I hope this isn't her way of expressing herself-
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