We’ve Been Doing A Little…Finger Painting.

Doug: I’ve been…I’ve been doing a little figure skating.
Drunk guy: Finger painting?!

(Name that movie.)

Yesterday, I decided it was time for Tom and I to try…finger painting.

I decided it because…

1. I am insane.

2. I am: Totally. Crazy.

3. And I thought I would take a crack at being a super mom with a planned activity.


I got out his smock, the finger paints, the pad of paper.

I set a towel down in the kitchen because I thought (incorrectly) that would be helpful somehow.

Then I got Tom and said, “Tom, do you want to paint?!”

And Tom said, “Truck!” And showed me his new matchbox truck.

So I patiently removed the truck from his hand and tried to put the smock on him, which he sorta, kinda HATED.

So I thought, what the heck? Let’s do it smock-less! How. Bad. Could. It. Be???



Then I plopped Tom down on my totally not-helpful-at-all towel and let him have at it.

He stared blankly.

So I put my finger in it and smeared it on the paper.

He stared blankly.

So I chose another color and smeared some more, all the while encouraging him to try it! Just try it! You’ll love it!

(I’m a finger paint pusher.)

He stared blankly.

So then I put a blob of paint on the paper, stuck his hand in it, and smeared it around, thereby forcing my child to finger paint.

And then he sort of smeared it, but quickly became more fascinated with the paint on his hands.

And then this happened:

–He smeared paint in his hair and ear.

–He smeared paint on his clothes.

–He smeared paint on the floor.

–He smeared paint on his legs, feet and arms.

–He ran over and picked up his truck, smearing paint on it.

And after that 30 second rampage of paint smearing on anything except the paper, I scooped him up and put him in the kitchen sink.

Two-and-a-half minutes had elapsed since I decided we should finger paint, and I was calling it.

So I turned on the water and started rinsing off Tom’s feet and legs, and then the craziest thing happened.

Tom laughed.

He loved it!

He thought being in the sink was the BEST THING EVER!!

He basically looked at me and said, “Wow, Mom! This is awesome! Thank you so much for thinking of this! How fun!”


I got no photos of the paint rampage because I was trying to catch him, but sink pictures?

Yep. Got those.


I put him to work cleaning our bottle brush.

Then he got thirsty.

Turning water off and on? Awesome!

Oh, you’re still in there? Clean this cucumber!

He got A LOT thirstier.

This is “our” artwork. I hope you like it, because it’s the last one we’ll be making for a while.

Because this is the face I got when I suggested more finger painting.

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9 Responses to We’ve Been Doing A Little…Finger Painting.

  1. Jen says:

    Bahahahahahahaha love it!
    Oh, and it’s gotta be The Cutting Edge. Only skating movie I know of with a guy named Doug. Toe pick?

  2. Wow! You are either nuts or very brave to attempt fingerpainting! Next time, if there is a next time, you could try pudding, Its pretty much the same texture but if he eats it, it won’t matter.

  3. Robyn says:

    The Cutting Edge!! “Yes, Doug can read.”

    I love how thirsty he got. Sink pictures are awesome.

  4. Karen C says:

    LOLOL!!! I did that with Jessie and Ryan when t hey were that age, I thought ” oh wow, I am going to be such a fun mom and let them finger paint!!!” Yea…cough cough… what a HUGE mess!!! We never did it again. 😉

  5. waymel says:

    Ha! Love the last picture!!!
    My guess was going to be “That toe pick movie that Robyn loves?”
    I let Abby finger paint at that age, maybe a little closer to 2….but we did it OUTSIDE. I don’t think she got it at first either.

  6. Victoria says:

    hehe… I strip Maxine down to a diaper and take her outside for finger painting although its more like Maxine and mom get body painted! I loved this post. Tom is just too cute. I could eat him up! You are such a good mom.

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