It all started when my grand-daughter wanted to paint a rock to add to the story we are creating of "The Little White Duck."
We needed a black bug. She selected a rock out of my collection and asked for paint.
A little white, a little blue, a little black. " Oh, I need to add just a little more black. What happens if I add red?"
The blocking paper was doing a good job. Lots of paint didn't get all over the table.
When I realized the direction this art session was going in, I got her a little mixing tray.
She clearly enjoyed the experience of mixing colors. And who wouldn't. They were gorgeous!
In the end the bug rock was painted turquoise. And had a feather stuck onto him.
She's come a long way since the days when she got upset when paint got on her hands.
We stored the mixed paint for another day.
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