This morning, after breakfast but before anything else, Simon said he wanted to color. So, we spread some paper out on the kitchen floor, grabbed the crayons, and Simon also pulled out some neon pink tape he begged his Nana for one day at the hardware store, and a glue stick. Then we sat together, side-by-side in our pajamas, making art. (He was also wearing his too large rain boots,one of his current favorite fashion statements.)
We didn’t end up doing a lot of actual making, just relaxing and playing with the materials, but I found this act of having morning art time to be a perfect way to start the day. It was quiet, though we chatted a little, and being creative was a gentle way to shake off our remaining sleepiness. I have decided to make it into a routine, a daily ritual for us. Maybe we will color and draw, perhaps we’ll squish clay or use paint. I think the key to this morning routine will be having no expectations at all, and simply enjoying some bonding time over art supplies.