Finger Painting With Shaving Cream

I am beyond grateful, on like a billion levels, that God gave us twins.  I love them beyond words and reason, which is good because it gets me through the overwhelmed times.  You know, the geez-this-is-harder-than-I-thought kind.  The holy-cow-I-haven't-taken-a-shower-in-four-days-and-I-can't-remember-when-I-last-brushed-my-teeth kind.  There's also the I-just-nursed-a-baby-twenty-one-times-in-twenty-four-hours-kind-I-counted-and-I-think-I-might-just-die level.  Or the I-don't-know-who-thought-it-would-be-a-good-idea-to poop-all-over-things-times-two-and-then-play-in-it level.  Or the favorite of the moment, if-one-of-you-would-just-stop-screaming-and-yelling-I-might-be-able-to-hear-myself-think-and-figure-out-what-the-heck-is-bothering-you... oh-I'M-what's-bothering-you... LOVELY.  Yes, mothering twins is no joke.  Even on a good day.  

So when I get to experience what having just one is like, it pretty much takes my breath away.  While I wouldn't trade our "double fun" for anything, I have to say singular fun sure is a whole lot easier on mom's anxiety levels.  And it allows me to tune in, completely and totally, to one of my children.  To lavish love and attention on solely them.  To listen.  Do exactly what they want, when they want, for as long as they want.  No waiting, no "when the timer goes off", no sharing.  Just them and me.  Like Sunday's play date...  with Addison and me.

Travis took Caden out to run a few errands.  And at first Addison and I hardly knew what to do with ourselves : ) : )  But we made good use of our one-on-one time.  We read a whole stack of books, as often as she wanted (some we read five times in a row!).  Then we used my stand-mixer to make muffins.  (Which is totally unnecessary, but the kids love to watch it work.)  She played in the sink while the oven was hot and then... we did some shaving cream finger painting!!

Last time I tried this, Addison wouldn't have anything to do with it.  And while she did start off timidly, look were she ended up.  (The orange tray was mine, and I had to go first to show her because she was hovering over the tray asking, "It's ok???")  We had so much fun!  Next time it's Caden's turn to stay home with mom and play...