Art Therapy -&- Adulthood

Little E is turning 4 this Friday! The girls and I had some fun painting and decorating the favor boxes for the party on Sunday. I haven't been nearly as good about creating things with E but I sure hope that the little bit that I am able to do with her she enjoys and absorbs. Art is truly therapy for me ; like insulin for the diabetic.


On another note, the photo below is of some of the many collectible toys my husband has bought over the years I have known him. He will be 40 next year but his "hobbies" often make me forget the -0- after the 4. ;) He has shown a bit of maturing lately, however. He gave these Gotcha Man (aka SilverHawks) figurines to the girls to play with. I'm just happy they are off the library shelves; they were a nightmare to dust! Now if only their little heads don't pop off and get stuck in the tub drain...