Sick Day Silhouettes

We have been sick all week. It started last Tuesday with Oliver starting to cough on the ride home from Karate. By evening he was looking like one sick puppy. Then Andrew got boogery and feverish, too. By Friday Elliot and I had both caught it, too. Remarkably Ryan has thus far been spared. I feel better now but not 100%. Anyway, on Thursday, before we were all entirely down for the count but all home "sick" from school, we did this art project that I thought came out pretty well.

I've been doing a lot of experimenting with silhouettes (like old fashioned cameos) because we are making cameos of all the kids in Oliver's Kindergarten class for the school auction. I am the "Art Awareness" coordinator in his classroom this year. It is a lot of fun to plan lessons...less so to see them go wildly off the rails in the classroom. It's just tough when there are 32 kids, even when there is a lot of help from other parent volunteers. The level of fine motor skill varies so much at this age so what is relatively easy and straightforward for some kids is just overwhelming for others. So far, I have not had a lesson where I didn't leave feeling totally exhausted and like I should have made it MUCH simpler.

Anyway, so the basic way of making these cameos is that you take a photo of the child in profile against a white background (a white wall, for instance). Bump the contrast in whatever photo-editing tool you have (I used Picassa) until the kid-shape is completely black and the wall is white.  You can then print out the photo onto cardstock and cut it out. You can paint over the card stock which is what I plan to do with the Kindergarten silhouettes, but I wanted to try something else with the boys. I printed out their profile photos and traced it onto contact paper. I put the contact paper silhouettes on small canvases and let them got at them Jackson Pollock-style. When the paint dried we peeled off the contact paper and, voila! impressive likenesses of my little guys.

(No Oliver is not brushing his teeth, I thought the toothbrush might make a cool fine mist-type spray if we tried flicking it with our fingers. It didn't really work, though. Meh...it was worth a try.)

There is some bleeding of the paint under the contact paper. I tried to make sure that there was a good seal, but we thinned out the paint so it would fly and it got under the contact paper anyway. I used some gesso and a small brush to touch it up after I took this last picture.

Castle Rock Hike

This afternoon we went for a hike in one of the regional parks near our house. It is really only 5 minutes away but we only "discovered" it recently. We figured it would be a pretty nice hike with the boys since it is fairly flat and there are some interesting rock formations. Our destination was a cave that Ryan found the first time he went hiking in the area. It was probably under a mile from where we parked. They were pretty good troopers on the way out to the cave, but then on the way back they complained bitterly about how tired their legs were. At one point Ryan was carrying both boys, one in each arm.

Under the best of conditions Elliot is slow as molasses. Today he pretended to be an excavator the whole hike. He scooped up sand and dirt (hopefully not horse poop, which was in plentiful supply along the trail) in his "claws." And when we tried to get him to go faster by saying, "come on, Elliot let's race. Be a speedy excavator." He just replied, "well I am not a racing excavator, I'm just a little excavator." Once they are snug in their beds I think back on the day and find things like that incredibly adorable and wonder how in the world I could get impatient with him.

He really is so cute and he has really come SUCH a long way in the last year. It is just amazing. He is so much calmer and nicer to Andrew. We don't have any of the sleep issues that plagued us ALL last year. He goes to bed without any drama and stays asleep all night. I love to tuck him in to bed. He says, "can you give me one little snuggle and we can talk about stuff?" I lay down next to him with our faces close together and we whisper about our day or I ask him "would you rather" questions such as, "would you rather drive a dump truck or a cement mixer?" or "would you rather eat Oreo cookies or rice crispy treats?" Then I tell him the spot I made for him is all nice and warm, and he scoots over so he can sleep in the "warm spot" and he turns over the pillow so it will be cold on his cheek and goes to sleep. Tonight the boys were in bed by 6:30. Ryan and I were in absolute heaven!!!

Oliver is doing really well, too. He is still loving Kindergarten. I adore his teacher, she is completely unflappable. There are 32 kids in his class. (I know, crazy!!!) But she is just like this amazingly serene, kind but firm, Mary Poppins-like force for good in the world. She never raises her voice and gets all those wiggly, independent, impulsive Kindergarteners to more or less march in the same direction. She has created such a good learning environment where consideration and kindness to others is just as important as anything else that they are learning. Every day before they go out on the playground she reminds them that if someone asks them if they can play with them, the answer is always, "yes!" Oliver is thriving in that environment and has made some great friends.

Here are some more pictures of our hike.