I had the best idea with finger painting. Put him in his highchair. Genius!
That way I can keep him in one spot and control the mess.
How does it manage to move up to his mouth? I was trying so hard to keep this controlled but fun.
He liked it and really began to understand that he could make a mess.
You don't realize how much he touches his mouth until his fingers have paint.
The minute I try to take a picture of the process of his art work he decides to touch his mouth again.
I tell him no not your mouth, so of course he thinks, oh you mean my ear.
Or like this?
At this point, I was throwing the camera down to grab his hands and get him out of his highchair.
He was smirking.
He smirked the whole time I tried to clean him up.
Dad is so funny.
He's got enough reinforcement now that he thinks his finger paint is face paint. I gasp and make funny faces. Why would he want to paint the other way? Not to mention that Dad was laughing the whole time.