Do you like to see your child paint ? Do you encourage him ? What does he paint ? Does he like to paint ? Do you remember his first painting ? What does he like to paint ? Do you paint with him ? What paints you and your child use ? How does the house look like after your child painting activity ? What is his favorite theme ? Does he paint mummy and daddy ? Tell me your story, here is mine...
The Little Girl was holding the little brush. What color should now she put on the little brush ? Blue ? Yes blue, blue is a good color.
The Little Girl painted the top of the page blue. papi always painted the top of page blue, blue is the color of the sky.
"Look Papi, I have painted the sky."
The Little Girl was proud of her blue sky. Now she needed to put clouds. But she did not know how to paint white.
The Little Girl was sad because she could not paint white clouds.
"Papi, I do not know how to paint white clouds. How do I paint white clouds ?"
"You have to leave space where you want the clouds. But you can paint a happy yellow sun now."
"Yeah, I am going to paint a happy yellow sun."
The Little Girl was looking at the colors and deciding what color next. Red, red is a good color. And the Little Girl painted a red ball in the middle of the page.
Next she got the black, and made a circle above the red ball. The Little Girl was inspired.
"Papi, I think there is a cartoon hiding behind the red ball."
The Little Girl continued drawing with the black paint. And now she just needed the shoes to look like usual.
She painted the shoes yellow.
"Look Papi, Mickey Mouse was hiding in the painting, but I found him.", said the Little Girl giggling.
Parenting changed my life. Now I want to pass my experience and guidance to my child. I want her to be happy and access many of the things I did not have access to. I want her to experience the world, and share it like what it is through her eyes. This blog is all about parenting and storytelling. I share with you my unique experience. Thank You Little Girl for enriching my life.
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Saturday, 25 January 2014
Wednesday, 1 January 2014
First Day
The Little Girl went to bed afraid.
Papi said it was the last day of the year.
After she sleeps we would have a new year, a whole new year to fill with many happy days.
What is it like for a year to end ?
The Little Girl was afraid. She did not like this thing of no more days in the year. The last day of the year was really scared.
It was difficult to sleep today. Many noises outside, many explosions. The sky was beautiful, with all the fireworks, lots of colors and lights, and everybody seemed to be very happy. Were all the grown-ups crazy? Was the Little Girl the only one afraid of the year ending?
The Little Girl tried to be awake for as long as she could, the noises were helping her stay wake. But she was tired, she could not continue awake much more. Little by little the Little Girl fell asleep.
- Good Morning Little Girl.
It was Papi's voice. The Little Girl woke up with a jump, and immediately hugged Papi.
- Papi the year did not finish.
The Little Girl was happy, everything seemed to be the same, there was no reason to be afraid.
- This is a New Year Little Girl, welcome to the New Year, I have something special for you today.
Papi gave the Little Girl a big wall calendar.
- My Little Girl, this is a calendar, it is for the New Year. See this little box ?
- Yes Papi, what is the little box ?
- This box is your birthday. When we are in that box you will become 5 years old, This little box here in the beginning is Today. Today is the first day on the New Year.
- Wow.
The Little Girl was amazed with what she was learning.
- With this big pen, everyday we wake up we mark a little box, when we marked all the little boxes until this special birthday box it means it is your birthday party.
- Wow, and on that day we are going to Mickey's house? I want to see Peter Pan, Mickey, Buzz, Woody.
- Yes Little Girl, we will go and see Mickey when it's your birthday party.
Papi said it was the last day of the year.
After she sleeps we would have a new year, a whole new year to fill with many happy days.
What is it like for a year to end ?
The Little Girl was afraid. She did not like this thing of no more days in the year. The last day of the year was really scared.
It was difficult to sleep today. Many noises outside, many explosions. The sky was beautiful, with all the fireworks, lots of colors and lights, and everybody seemed to be very happy. Were all the grown-ups crazy? Was the Little Girl the only one afraid of the year ending?
The Little Girl tried to be awake for as long as she could, the noises were helping her stay wake. But she was tired, she could not continue awake much more. Little by little the Little Girl fell asleep.
- Good Morning Little Girl.
It was Papi's voice. The Little Girl woke up with a jump, and immediately hugged Papi.
- Papi the year did not finish.
The Little Girl was happy, everything seemed to be the same, there was no reason to be afraid.
- This is a New Year Little Girl, welcome to the New Year, I have something special for you today.
Papi gave the Little Girl a big wall calendar.
- My Little Girl, this is a calendar, it is for the New Year. See this little box ?
- Yes Papi, what is the little box ?
- This box is your birthday. When we are in that box you will become 5 years old, This little box here in the beginning is Today. Today is the first day on the New Year.
- Wow.
The Little Girl was amazed with what she was learning.
- With this big pen, everyday we wake up we mark a little box, when we marked all the little boxes until this special birthday box it means it is your birthday party.
- Wow, and on that day we are going to Mickey's house? I want to see Peter Pan, Mickey, Buzz, Woody.
- Yes Little Girl, we will go and see Mickey when it's your birthday party.
Labels:
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birthday,
Calendar,
Day 1,
Disney,
First Day,
Happy New Year,
Mickey,
New Year,
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travel
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