On yesterday's rainy day, to fight the "I feel like a caged animal" blues, the boys and I painted in watercolor. I had a pile of scraps from an art project I taught last week. I'll post that later, too, because it's pretty cute. I teach 2 year olds and their adult friends/parents painting, gluing, etc., and last week we painted paper cut into the shape of a dinosaur. The paper from which I cut the dinos was left and I have trouble throwing paper away, especially watercolor paper. So we painted it with watercolor, let it dry, and then cut it all up into shapes.
The boys' shapes were mostly geometric, and when they found I could actually cut out stars and hearts, and cars, and... Well, I was pressed into service. They then had the brilliant idea of reusing the brads from a previous mobile project they had done with their favorite babysitter, and connected them to one another.
You can tell I was inspired (tired) by the rain, clouds and overall storminess of the day. We connected the pieces and attached them to a hanger to create a new mobile. Lire's is the one with the rainbow, cloud and lightening, Habtam's is the other rainbow one with the stars attached, and mine is the cloud with raindrops.
Everything was great until it was time to clean up the remnants so we could eat dinner at the table. All of a sudden our older son seemed to not understand English, or maybe he lost his hearing?