These past few weeks D was taking a messy art class at the local Y. We were a small class of four to five kids which was perfect. It was interesting watching D, being the youngest in the class discover colors and paint, stamps and glue. A place where noodles were not meant to be eaten and getting your hands dirty was encouraged.. The getting messy part was not something he enjoyed.. in fact I was surprised that of the five kids there three had issues with getting dirty and either shied away from it or needed a constant had washing. Is it me or are kids supposed to love getting messy? It was until the very last day that D really opened up and was willing to dip his hand in paint and go crazy (as crazy as he can get) I thought this was a wonderful class.. there were many different activities and mediums to explore and a great way for D open up. I also got a glimpse into him at work.. and he reminded me of his dad.. focused and determined. At the end of
