Oct 20 2011

Annada the Artist

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Creating airplanes and heliocopters

Creating airplanes and heliocopters

Annada loves art. It started with coloring. Then a few months ago she began asking to paint with watercolors. She would paint for about two hours everyday. Recently she has begun branching out into mixed media. Everything is fair game.

Drawing stars

Drawing stars

Today alone she has: drawn with marker on napkins, drawn on her chalkboard, painted two pumpkins, used stickers, glue and glitter on a foam pumpkin, finger painted Daddy and I both a card, created “mail” for mommy complete with drawn-on envelope and tiny pieces of paper inside and “pottery.”

“Pottery” was my favorite part. We had the Butchers over for dinner. After dinner we talked while Annada went into her room. When she came back she began pulling my hands telling me, “It’s time to do pottery, Mommy!”

I explained to Annada I was talking with my friends and she stood there a moment. Then she went to Daddy and, starting to cry, she pleaded with him, “Daddy, I am all ready for pottery. Please, have Mommy come do pottery with me.”

At that point I realized this was important to her. So I asked her if we could do pottery downstairs. “Please Mommy, pottery is upstairs,” she replied.

Annada held my hand and led me into her bedroom. There on the floor she had made stations like in her art and music class. There were two smocks (bibs) laid out for her baby and I. The baby was propped up and ready to do “pottery.” I sat down in front of a pile of stickers and a whiteboard.

Annada then explained step-by-step how to make pottery. First she drew a design on the board to make the pottery. Then she let me try. Then her baby tried. Then we used the stickers and our fingers, along with some imagination, to paint the boards/pottery.

Annada was so intent and careful. She even held my hand to help me sometimes. When she was done she sang the clean-up song and we put everything away. Then she happily went downstairs to be with our friends (where I let her paint pumpkin #2 while we talked). Ms. Katrina (her Kindermusik teacher) will be proud when I tell her.

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