She asked if she could join me in painting as I worked on a chalk paint project on the front porch. I embarrassingly admit that my first instinct was to say no. Mostly because I selfishly didn’t want to be disrupted, and I wasn’t thinking about her sweet desire to work beside her mama. Mom fail #99,999.
I am so glad I chose the easy yes instead.
She quietly and methodically set up her temporary studio, arranging everything just so. And then we created together, side-by-side. Sometimes we were silent. Other times we both put down our work and just chatted. It was an ordinary afternoon that was transformed into a beautifully precious time of connection and togetherness. I am so thankful I didn’t miss it.