Sunday Natasha decided it was painting time, so she got out all the paints and made some art. It worked out OK because J cleaned up the mess. I almost threw away the paintings on Monday but paused for a moment to look at them. I asked what they were of and she gave the following descriptions: “The first one is a monster, the second one, I don’t know what it is but it was just something I needed to paint. The third one is me, and the last one is a rock.” They are proudly displayed on the closet door now which is the best I could do for a formal gallery. Yes, the outside of the cloeset!