One of my favorite things about my life at the moment are the days that Jonathan brings home his artwork from preschool. They display it all month in their classroom and then, one day, they take it down and he comes home wit his art folder jammed into his pint-sized backpack- over flowing with construction paper, glitter, googly-eyes, and pom-poms.
I love these days because when we get home, Jonathan is SO excited to show me his projects.
He takes each one out of his folder like it is an old friend and usually with an exclamation "My penguin!!"
I ask him about what is in the picture and how he made it, and I love these tiny little insights into his classroom and thoughts. For example a lot of their January art featured cozy images adorned with batting. Our conversation was something like:
Jonathan: This wool makes it cozy and warm because a sheepy got stuck here
Me: The sheepy got
stuck there?
Jonathan: Yes, because I glued him to the page.
I love that his classroom is a place where they do fun art projects and are creative and that his teacher integrates their reading books with their art and their songs and their play. (In January they were all about going on a bear hunt, so we have lots of bear art- including a set of bear ears- and they built a bear cave out of a box that they would take turns hiding in and sneaking up on when they were hunting the bear). I love that he gets that at school, because honestly as much as I know how important art and messiness is, I just don't have the patience or creativity manage art projects between work and dinner on the average night.
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| bear sleeping in his cave |
After he shows me his art, he usually decides where each one should go- a large pile on the sofa, some on the kitchen floor, some on the table.
And while the mess of that eventually drives me crazy, I love stumbling upon these little treasures for the rest of the evening.
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