Trains and Paint

Sometimes it amazes me that I conceived and gave birth to a kid that is not crafty. He loves Mommy School except when he is asked to pick up a pencil or crayon or marker and draw on paper. He always asks me to do that part for him.

The other day I thought that if I unrolled a huge piece of paper on our dining room floor and declared that we would draw (drum roll please) TRAINS that he would love it! We could crawl around, use our whole bodies and draw his favorite thing ever.

But. As Andrew is, and will always be, Andrew, that did not happen. I drew trains. Andrew got out his toy trains and had them run up and down the tracks as I drew.

Why is this so important? I mean, honestly, not everyone likes to draw. Not everyone has to constantly make things. People can live very fulfilling lives never even owning their own cake pans. Why push it?

Because, my friends, I am in constant search of things that Andrew and I can do together. When we play trains, my eyes glaze over. When we draw or paint, Andrew’s eyes glaze over. I want to find things that we both can do bright eyed. Or, maybe, just maybe, wide-eyed.

So this morning I thought I would give it another shot. I thought we could skip Mommy School and make a Christmas decoration instead. Perhaps a wreath for our door. I was recently inspired by this wreath from Paper Source and thought we might be able to do our own variation. So I made a stamp out of cardboard in the shape of a diamond and I whipped up some burgundy paint. Maybe this will work.

So I stamped the first few diamonds. See Andrew? This is so much fun! He showed some interest. And decided that he could take over. But with a twist. The diamond stamp became a boat. The paper became water. And instead of stamping, sailing! He smeared paint around on the paper for dozens of minutes. Which for Andrew, is a crafting record.

It was not at all what I envisioned. It was so much better. To him, we were playing boats. To me, we were painting. A delightful compromise, I’d say. I plan on taking what I’ve learned today and running with it.

I see brown paint and toy cars in our future.
Stay tuned.

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About robyn

I stopped teaching Kindergarten in 2005 to become the mom of two crazy boys here in Brooklyn. At first I thought being a stay at home mom meant that I needed to pour all my time and energy directly into my sons, but I realized somewhere along the way that being a rockstar mom meant not only taking good care of my boys, but also taking good care of myself. And taking good care of myself means pursuing something creative...just about everyday. I started Made In Brooklyn to motivate myself in my creative goals as well as share my work with others and perhaps inspire them in their own creative journeys.
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7 Responses to Trains and Paint

  1. Mama V says:

    Sooooooo cute. Way to go, team!

  2. Tara says:

    I can’t even express how freakin’ professional looking the picture at the top of your blog is. I love all the pictures you put there, but this one is extra special. You’re good, very, very good, Dill.

  3. Robyn says:

    woah. And Tara. You are a professional! Holy big time compliment, Batman. THANKS!

  4. Danielle says:

    You make your own paint? Good night nurse!!! I can’t even make bread in a breadmaker!! (seriously, ask Seth. It was the first thing I attempted to make for him. Forgot the yeast. Oops.)

  5. Jessa says:

    and he stayed so clean! Amazing.

  6. Melissa says:

    Too bad we can’t trade kids for an hour or so. Atticus LOVES arts and crafts, and i am so not crafty!

  7. Mandi Crocker says:

    OH MY GOSH, I LOVE ZNOJ!!!! (Yeah, yeah, it ain’t Znoj no more- whatevs). BUT! The whole “I can’t even express how freakin’ professional looking” blah, blah, blah… HILARIOUS. And what’s with the “Good night, nurse!!!” Robs, how old are you!? 85!!!??? ;)

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