I am doing a glitter project. (I have a reason. I’ll get to that later.)
I carefully “draw” in glue and the I start sprinkling glitter on top.
I’m an artist! Look at me and my fancy artistic ways!
It isn’t that messy. Just a huge pile on the floor. And all over me. No problem. I’ve got this contained.
Crappy Baby enters the room.
His eyes widen when he sees what I’m doing.
He runs over, scoops up handfuls of glitter and:
Tosses it into the air. Most of it falls on his head.
Before I can even say anything, he says:
And then he runs around the house shaking glitter off his head and yelling “It’s snowing!”
It is officially winter. There is snow all over our house. Course I have a feeling it will still be here in July.
But the real reason for this post is to tell you why I was doing this glitter project in the first place. It was for this guy:
You know this photographer dad, right? The “World’s Best Father” guy who takes hilarious yet amazing photos with his daughter? He and his wife read this blog.
Here is the photo he did with MY crappy glitter art. How cool is that? My crappy art is in one of his photos!
(In case it isn’t clear, mine is the one on the left. Sue Zola did the one on the right. I’m sure you couldn’t tell.)
Check out the Engledow Art Photography page for the rest. I love the vacuuming one. And the leaf pile one. And the pumpkin one…
PS - After he received the art, he asked me if I used cat glitter on it. I didn’t. Not much.