Today we went to a kids event at the art museum. They read stories about fish and crocodiles, but I’m not really sure what they were about since I was trying to keep Shep from tearing the room to pieces. After the story time, we adjourned to the art activities.
A year ago, we never could have done this. With Shep strapped into the stroller with a sucker for a bribe, Neko set to work on her project. She listened and followed directions. When I said to not use too much glue, she restrained herself. Other than having me hand her pieces in order of size and telling her, in general, what goes where, she did this all herself. Even down to the fact that she was mad there were no materials provided to make a mouth, so I had to scrounge up a pencil so she could draw one on.
I placed it proudly on the refrigerator for Tom to see when he got home. Of course, once Neko discovered it on the frig, she freaked out and demanded it come down so she could play with it. I hope that these exhibitions occur with more frequency, and that the artist might let us show her work for a longer duration.