Fingerpainting

About two weeks ago, I was feeling particularly ambitious during nap time and thought we'd seize the not-too-hot day to go outside and finger paint when the boys woke up!  I knew it was risky: Levi hates to have his hands dirty [yep, my 2-year-old is OCD] and Owen tries to eat everything he sees.  Since I saw this recipe for homemade fingerpaint on Pinterest, though, it's been on my "worth a try" list.

The recipe is easy enough, though I suspect I may have let mine thicken too much.  (This is a problem for me.  The first time I made this warm chocolate soother, it was like drinking brownie batter.  Of course, drinking brownie batter is not necessarily a horrible thing, but it was a little intense.)

I digress.  Here's what my yet-uncolored fingerpaint looked like in the saucepan:

And the finished product (it filled four baby food jars, but we'd been reading Mouse Paint a lot, so I thought I'd stick with the primary colors):

As I suspected, Levi was considerably less than thrilled about touching the paint.  He was, however, quite happy to use a spoon to squish the colors around.  (By the time we were painting, the paint had gotten quite clumpy.  I'm hoping that if I warm it up before we use it again, it will smooth back out.  Or maybe I just need to take it off the heat sooner next time I make a batch!)

Owen did his share of grabbing fistfuls of paint and trying to eat them.  In the end, here's where he ended up:

Driving the purple car in nothing but a cloth diaper.  If that isn't a good afternoon, I don't know what is!