Paint

I'm joining in on Lisa-Jo baker's 'Five Minute Friday'.
The rules are pretty simple. One word. Five minutes of writing. No editing.

Do you feel that? Do you see those paint brush strokes? The swirls? Can you feel the pride that this brought to one young boy? Can you remember the smell of fresh opened paint?

Something about my children's art always makes me glow from the inside out. It's a small piece of them. It's a peek inside for just a moment.

I can get extremely caught up in the perfections that school tries to teach. All the spelling tests, math homework, speed reading, the list goes on and on. When they bring art work home, it's a breath of fresh air. It screams to me, stop and take this in. This is a their work. This is what they felt at one particular moment in one part of their day away their parents, their siblings. This is them.

They meshed colors, they molded shapes, for Pete's sake maybe just maybe they got to feel like a child in this crazy fast paced world! Or maybe that yellow stain in their jeans, it was from their hard work in art class... of course it could have been mustard from the french fries too BUT just take it all in.

Bringing primary colors together to make secondary colors. To mold their learning into a piece of art that will hang on our fridge for months because it emanates beauty. AND it stays on the fridge because this Momma has yet to make one of those awesome art walls that you can find on Pinterest with cool frames and clipboards.

Maybe this weekend I'll challenge myself to let my children be children and break out the paints and just paint to paint. No instructions, no stay in the lines, paint. Get messy. Glow.