What a difference a few months can make. At the beginning of the summer I would get out the paints and Miles would be interested for a little while, but then he would start painting the kitchen table legs and start eyeing my white couch for possible embellishments. Focusing on the easel was a little difficult. Last week we tried again and he was so into it he painted until lunch time and I had to tear him away. He was in the zone!

So here’s a little peek into his creative side and what that looks like. Oh, and if you need some audio to what we were listening to that morning, John left his studio door open and we heard him wrap this piece up.

Gotta get the whole canvas. The bottom……

…and the top!

Sitting on the floor, watching him paint, I snapped this photo because I want to remember all of this morning. Capturing this detail of his stance and those tiny feet staying warm from the crispness of the autumn morning will help me bottle this time to revisit later.

Ok, it’s crazzzzzy late. Gotta get to bed. Should have a family session on the blog later this week. Nighty night!!!

PS This post is dedicated to Anne Woehnker, who might be my most dedicated blog reader yet. I saw her at Lindsay’s baby shower today and she reminded me that I’ve had the same blog post up for like four days now. She claims to refresh my page three times a day, so I guess she would know. I know, I know, Sorry! I’ve been so crazy busy lately I can barely see straight. (annnnd we have actually started sewing Miles’ Hallween costume!!!! That has cut into my blogging time.)