I went on a little art supply binge this week. It all started with some watercolors.
Then I thought it might be fun to paint some rocks.
Then my husband got involved, and somewhere along the way, it ended up like this.
It was all daddy's idea.
Turns out watercolors make great body paint, because they wash right off in the bathtub, no scrubbing involved. So, I've been letting Quinn paint himself basically every night for a week.
He has to make sure he paints every last spot, even behind his knees.
And he paints his little brother when mommy isn't looking.
When they grow up and choose to cover themselves in tattoos, I'm blaming Bryan. :)