This week’s theme was weather. They drew rainbows on coffee filters which Owen showed me this morning while we were waiting for his teacher. I thought it was very interesting to see the completely varied talent levels (though one is the teacher’s).
Owen’s is the topmost one at an angle.
Coffee filters and construction paper—you gotta love it!
And his sad, peeling pumpkin from Halloween…the paint was on so thick that once it dried, you barely touched it and huge chunks flaked off. 🙂
This is one area where I’ve seen a marked improvement since starting school—he would draw but it was never anything recognizable. Here, he was drawing a head/face with legs. Not perfect, LOL, but a start!
From a week or so ago. But we don’t get them sent home until about a week after they’re done (they stay on the walls until they do the next projects).
These were from about two weeks ago that I forgot to post. 🙂
I think he came up with the F words on his own (you can’t see them in the picture): feel, fun, firefighters, friends, fish
This one was done with corn. I was really confused about that for a bit…until he told me that it was an ear of corn. Ahhh yes, that makes more sense. 🙂
This was farm week at school.
Today Owen brought home this paper plate family drawing. Most people would probably expect stick figures, but I’m just happy he’s drawing and coloring!
He also finally got to bring home the Fire art he did with marbles!
While I was organizing in the garage, I ran across old “treats” that I never gave to Owen. One was this project that I had Grannie help him with today.
He is getting a lot better at coloring!
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This week’s theme at school was Emotions. Owen came home Friday with this.
HAPPY!
SAD!
I thought finger paints would be a good project for Owen to do with Grannie. Then at the last minute we decided to add Katie, too. Everyone had fun while Papa tried to stay out of the fray while Grannie helped Katie and I ran around switching out paper.
After they had the visit from the fire truck and fire engine, they painted fire! They took a day to dry before we got to see them! (They’re on the wall at school.)
Owen promised and PROMISED and PROMISED to use them correctly. So, an hour or so after he earned them back…they were ruined (he pressed the tips hard enough to disappear into the marker) PLUS he left them all uncapped and laying all over plus on the floor (which he was warned about yesterday). So I threw them all in the garbage.
Oh, and he had marker ON HIS LIPS and on his body. And there was marker on the toilet seat. Plus he had glue (from the “art set”) all over him! Ages 3+ my ass.
I may have lost my shit just a little.
I can tell I really need a break because normally I think things like that are funny or picture-worthy…and I’m not feeling that anymore. As a matter of fact, I feel like I’m failing…big time.
I’ll just say that Grannie and Papa’s visit cannot come soon enough.
Two weeks…
Two weeks…
Two weeks…
And definitely his marker privileges. This is what I walked into at bedtime:
One, I didn’t know he even took any markers upstairs.
Two, he’s been great with markers thus far so I had NO reason to believe he’d do something like this.
Three, apparently I needed to remind him markers are for PAPER ONLY.
And four—of course, these weren’t any of the 40 “washable” markers we own. Nooooo, these were some other random markers.
Breathe.
Breathe.
Breathe.
It’s in the first wash cycle now.
Which is really more like playing with the crayons and talking to them and…doing everything you see here. He did eventually get something done we can send, but it was almost like pulling teeth. It kills me that he really has zero interest in drawing—he can’t be my kid!
Tracing around my legs on the driveway with chalk…
“You’re long.”
Watching a girl walk by after getting off the school bus and she’s not responding to his shouts of hello…
“Girl…? Girl…? Mom, she’s not talking to me.”
Owen wrote his name for the first time today—and if you look closely, you can actually see all the letters! (We were drawing on an iPad app to email to Gramma Jean.) It was a combination of left- and right-handed!
The O is pretty obvious.
The W is good as well.
The E is a little shaky but readable.
The N is… (I did the yellow one as an example.)
Growling like monsters!
Hiding from papa!
Drawing Owen on the driveway.
We all had fun drawing in the driveway with/for Owen! He contributed a few random lines here and there, but guessed correctly on every single thing we drew (even Gramma’s attempt at a basketball hoop in the front right!). 🙂
Look what Gramma Jean taught him!
If you listen closely you’ll hear him counting. I think he starts from 7 and goes to 10. Also if you listen really closely you’ll hear him fart—which is why I laugh.
So we gave Owen these crayons the other day and he just LOVED them. He didn’t actually color with them—but had A TOTAL BLAST just stacking them and unstacking them and stacking them…over and over and over. He kept himself busy for at least 20 minutes while Tom and I ate dinner!
So we got them out again this morning while Gramma Jean was sewing something for me and I was eating breakfast. Then Gramma Jean started this new game…and then he actually started coloring! (The video is a bit long, but I just didn’t feel like editing it today.)
We never really worried about Owen getting hold of ink pens because he didn’t know how to click the top.
Until today, apparently. |-|
So today I learned (thanks, Google!) that rubbing alcohol gets ink off microfiber. And now you know, too.
We were up in Grayling for the weekend to visit with Filipek’s, and I was sitting doing something with Izzy when she suggested she get a piece of paper for Owen to write on. Well, he was using a pencil, and kept poking through the paper, so I suggested a crayon instead. She ran to her bookbag and brought back a turquoise crayon. I held the paper and let him go to town…
(Gramma says it’s a nice picture of snow-capped mountains behind a lake!) Then Izzy wanted to write on the back. 🙂
A little while later, while we were all still eating dinner and Owen was left to his own devices (having already finished eating), we suddenly heard Marcus saying “NO, OWEN!” Yeah, he had just drawn his first crayon WALL art. |-|
Thank heavens for Magic erasers!