Like most kids when I was growing up I would latch onto a book and make my mom read it a hundred times. Now as a mom myself I feel sorry for all those times I made my mom read the Tawny Scrawny Lion and other such books. One such book was Panda Bear’s Paint Box.
He was a plain black and white panda bear, until he started painting. He was painting a picture of the weather and him out in it. I liked how he had a purpose and an explanation about everything he added to the drawing.
At that moment when I was putting my paint covered baby in the bathtub my mind went back to those many times I read Panda Bear’s paintbox. Here was my daughter, living out the story.
Of course after all that fun painting she had no trouble falling asleep.