Nothing like a little child labor to start the holiday season, right? My 7-year-old daughter has been busy working on Christmas gifts for the family–so, sorry for the spoiler, family, you’re all getting paintings…maybe.
The problem is this: I love each and every one of her paintings like it is a newborn baby. Her heart is open and selfless, excited to give these away to her family; I, however, can only selfishly think about how much I will miss them once they leave the fold. Can anyone love them as much as I do? I guess that isn’t for me to judge.
Meanwhile, until the art is framed and wrapped, I will enjoy the yellow tulips in the kitchen.