Today we worked on different art projects. My son got some finger paints and a canvas and was encouraged to have fun with his dad. I worked on a stencil I really wanted to make. When I finally finished I went to wash up. I turned back to check on the boys and saw my son painting all over my finished project. I yelled at him and my husband. I was so upset with them. I went to my room and cried. 20-30 min later I realized I was contradicting the sign I made. It said "FAMILY where life begins and love never ends". I had let my disappointment and anger over take the act of love that my son tried to give me. He had seen how much joy this had brought me and wanted to be a part of and increase it. I walked out, had my son sit in my lap, and let him put his hand and foot prints all over. After all, whose family isn't a mess?

Original finished:

My son's addition:

The actual finished product: