"Do not doubt that what you share transcends how long it actually takes you to type it out."
- Lisa Jo Baker
It's Friday again, and although I used nap time today for sleeping, I still have words floating around in my head that need to come out. I'm linking up with Five-Minute Friday to write for five minutes in response to a one-word prompt. The goal isn't perfection. The goal is to share a fragment, a bit of a story, an image with the community of writers gathered there (and with you!) just because we enjoy the process of painting with words (messy painting, like preschool- not too worried about being neat to have a good time).
Today's prompt: PAINT.
It began on one of those grumpy, rainy days when there's no way to ease the frustration of the small child trapped indoors. We had done everything...baked cookies, played with blocks, read book after book after book, scattered rice from the sensory box all over that blue-diamond floor in the tiny, cramped kitchen.
Out of options, I stripped him down to a diaper and put him in the tub with four squirts of finger paint.
He had never liked painting, not really- the texture annoyed him or the paper was too small or someone was telling him not to get it on his shirt or what color to use. This was different. Eyes wide, he dipped a finger into the paint, paused to sniff it, then smeared it cautiously on the side of the tub. He sought my face, searched it, decided my smile meant he should keep going.
Mere minutes later he was covered in paint along with the tub, all the brightness mingling with our laughter, mixing into streaks of brown and purpley-grey that ran in rivulets, pooling around the drain.
No one should have to be afraid of paint.
For more Five-Minute Friday, visit Lisa-Jo Baker...and be sure to check out her new book, Surprised by Motherhood: Everything I Never Expected about Being a Mom . I haven't gotten to read it yet, but it's on my list.
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