I bought pink paint last night! This is reason for rejoicing. I also bought blue, which made Alice super happy and she tried really hard to talk me into using that this morning instead. Girl loves her some blue. However, our paintings go with our book, and we're supposed to use the color they recommend to connect thoughts to what is happening in the story. "I" longed for strawberry ice cream. Not for berry blue. Pink it is.
Remy was the last painter today, which made him sad. He watched the other three paint with his one eye, while he buried his head in my lap and heaved big sighs. When it was finally his turn, he was very pleased. He also got a cheerleading section and some backseat driving.
Perdita kept running commentary the ENTIRE time he held the paintbrush. "REMY!! REMY PAIN! REMY PAIN!!! PAIN AH-KEEM!! AH-KEEM REMY!!" I think she just wanted some sort of acknowledgement from him, but he was focused on his task and ignored her completely. That meant, of course, that she had to keep yelling.
Mater just needed to touch base and make sure it was the same paint he'd used. Also point out spots that needed touch up.
And then he touched a little too closely.