"You're right, I am a coward! I haven't any courage at all. I even scare myself."- Cowardly Lion

Ok, so, I have mentioned the art thing.  I know I have...you know the "life long dream of doing my own art" gig.  I started thinking  (inner monologue) about what if I have a million paintings left over after the covered bridge festival?  I guess I should do another festival.

I got online and one link lead to another and I was lead to the Irvington Halloween festival. Hmmmm..... I contacted them. YEP they had booth space if I hurried. I printed out the forms and then hmmmm.......

I looked at J -age 7- and said (outloud this time) I am not sure if I should do this or not, what if nothing sells?
Then I realized I should have made that comment in my head. What kind of mom says that to her 7 year old? It is not her job to take care of my concerns. ....but I am glad I did. That little freckled face pixie looked at me, smiled and then put her hands on her hips.  "MOM, you are an amazing artist, you need to do this, and just be brave. I was nervous when I sang on the 4th of July but I did it and I am so glad that I did"  

OK SERIOUSLY what kind of example would I set after that half time speech if I didn't sign up.  I reluctantly signed the check and walked it out to the mailbox.   Man I love that kid.

I am reminded of a Ben Folds song...he talks about how when we are kids we imagine how the need to fit in and being scared ends when you are an adult.  Once you are an adult you realize that it keeps going and going. surprising sometimes.   I am painting like a fool with that little freckled face in the back of my mind. I am also loving that L comes down every morning to see what I painted and declares....Mommy painted that. Yep I did.
Blessings,
Lindsay

Is that turtle wearing a dress?

This was the question my 2 year old asked me today at the nature center at the park. I explained that is his shell.  She also asked me if the salamander was wearing a hat? - No, sweetie that is just how his head looks.  I heard probably 30 other questions about the animals, mostly is that a mommy or a daddy? 

Backtracking- there has not been a job that I  have ever had that some days I didn't HATE.  This job is the exception, there are days that I am close, but I have yet to hate it! Days where I have the flu yet still filter thru 2 year old tantrums....VERY close to HATE.
Times like today are the times that I am glad I am the one answering her reptile questions.  I am glad that I get to take her to preschool and see her refuse to do arts and crafts (OH the irony).  I love that I am the first one to hear about J's day off the bus and the one that takes her to choir.

There are days I have questioned my choice to be a stay at home mom. One day J asked me what my job was. Hmmmm.....I told her my job was to take care of her and her sister. She gave me a look like....is that it?  To a seven year old I can understand the thought.

This is where the art thing has been my saving grace.  I have been really working hard on it and it has been noticed in my house.  I hear J telling her friends about how her mom is  an artist and how she is going to sell her artwork. :)  It has made me feel like a real person and made me appear to be a real person to my 7 year old.  A win/ win.  My 2 year old is not concerned one way or the other....she just wants to help me paint!  It is funny when you actually use the talent that God gave you, wonderful things happen!

Blessings,
Lindsay