So make your siren’s call

A couple days ago, the mailman stopped his truck outside our house.  We have a walking mailman who comes straight to our door, but the girls already know that when he stops his truck, it means only one thing — we’ve got a package!  Both girls greeted the mailman with much fanfare as he handed over the parcel, and Grace immediately hollered that it was for them!

It was a box from our dear Beanie!

It didn’t take long for the girls to start tearing into the box to look for goodies.  Inside was all kind of cool stuff!  Pipe cleaners and pom-poms, a tote bag for each girl, a visor for each girl, markers and colored pencils, stick-on decorations and traditional stickers.

The girls could hardly contain their excitement!

ME doesn’t really know what all is in the box; all she knows is it’s all brightly-colored and she wants it!  She did immediately lay claim to the three bouncy balls that were found in the box.  Ever since she started saying, “BALL!” it’s one of her favorite toys.

It doesn’t take much to amuse her, that’s for sure.

Grace, on the other hand, was beyond thrilled to find a box full of art supplies.  She loves to draw and color, and now she can add more things to her artwork.  She’s already made several new pieces of art that feature the things she received from Beanie:

How cool is that?  All on her own, she came up with the idea to use the circles on top of the flower shapes to give the flowers faces — and then she drew in the eyes and mouths herself.  And the black at the top?  That’s to show that it’s nighttime.  I guess that would account for the stars as well.  Stars don’t come out  in the day time, right?

Didn’t think so.

She is seriously on an art kick.  She makes art for everyone we know.  She made my dad a piece of art instead of having me buy a birthday card.  She made her little friend a card when we attended his birthday party last weekend.  She draws things for Kurt, and then asks him to take them to his students on the base.  She even made me this amazing picture that shows me with the girls (I’ve got red hair while the girls have green hair), and she even labeled it, “From Grace to Mommy.”  Not only that, the figure that represents ME is saying, “BALL!”

I love that picture so much I’m planning on framing it.

I guess it was a good thing I started her out in art class when she was barely two years old.  Now if only there were a program like that for ME around here…