Some Thoughts... My Walls

I am going to use this blog as an invitation to my house.  Come on over.  But beware of the scribbles. 

As you may or may not know, I have 3 children.  My first two children for the most part, I can keep up with.  I can match them move for move on most days.  (Note - the days you see me with them - those are my off days.  Ha!)  On the other hand, my third child, is a gift from God totally sent to ground me.  She teaches me daily that life is not always lists and label makers.  Sometimes life is chaos and just outright messy.   She doesn't just eat, she experiences her food.  She wears it, paints with it, eats it...  just loves every minute.  And when she decides it is time to create, hide your pencils, pens, markers, crayons....  No wall is safe from my little butterfly.

Before Little Miss was born, my hubby and I painted every room in our house.  And it was beautiful.  And that lasted for about 9 months until she learned to hold a writing tool.  Now every single room in my house has her art work in it.   And I must admit, it is driving the left brained, organized me nuts.  I wonder if she is an aspiring artist.  I wonder if I should photograph her work or cut the dry wall out and save it.  But honestly, all I want to do is paint over it.

I feel like this is a confession of me being a bad Mom.  She is only little once - enjoy her, enjoy them - and forget about the walls...  the scribbles...  I am hoping by showing off the art work on my blog, I won't worry about anyone stopping by and seeing her creations.  Maybe I should just buy frames and remove the backs and put them around the work.  Then it would look like I planned it...  And I am hoping that by putting it out there for everyone to see - I might be able to get over my Monkness and close my eyes when I get near the zigs and zags...