Now that Bradley is in all-day kindergarten, Dave or I drop him off in the morning. This leaves no more mornings at Grandma's house. :( I'm pretty sure they're both bummed about it as the mornings that he stayed there gave them some quality time together. When I'd get off of work in the morning and go pick him up, he would either be building on the floor with Grandma using tinker toys or lincoln logs or playing army men on the dining room table. It's so cool to see the two of them interacting the way they do.
On the last day of being at Grandma's house, Bradley proudly made something that touched me to my very soul. This child LOVES art. In any form. He's a drawer, a sculptor, a musician, and apparently can turn sticks and broken pieces of clay into some of the coolest art forms imaginable. Behold: nature dude.
Grandma glued him together, but the rest was put together by my little man. :) Can you believe it!? Such talent. I think it's time for me to set up an art center somewhere in the house. What'd you think?
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