I have been very motivated to work lately. Feelings of success have pushed me to want to make more work. But I am also daycare for our granddaughter. An energetic, intelligent, typical 2 year old. 2 year olds are fascinating creatures. They are like aliens trying to learn about this new world they have woken up into. Their language is exploding at the same time they are developing better control over their bodies. They are far from being a “kid” but they are not a helpless “baby” either. In other words they are like a very smart puppy and they require one to always be attentive to them or else they will get into mischief. Yesterday morning our granddaughter was playing with a very small light jewelry hammer I have. I decided it might be fun to give her something to bang so I grabbed an empty egg carton from the recycle bin and poked some holes in it and stuck wax crayons in for her to bang. But that wasn’t enough for her. I ended up getting toothpicks for her to push in to the egg carton. In her words “A red one, a blue one, a yellow one, a red one…where is the yellow one.”
Between picking up the too-pics I tried to draw her as I did last week but this time (per Joel’s suggestion) with charcoal. She was moving a lot more so I think that is why the legs are so off.
