A Post About My Mother and Blue Tarantula's


When I was a little girl one of my favorite things to do was go and watch my mother paint. She seemed to be the go-to person for any project around town that necessitated the need of someone handy with a brush.

She would give my brothers and I scrap pieces of wood and her worn-out brushes to create masterpieces of our own. She always encouraged us to mix colors, test out different textures, and explore new mediums.

I am forever grateful to her imaginative mind and creative spirit since I see it living on in myself and in my daughters.


Last week the girls begged me for a craft. It was Blondes' idea to make a blue tarantula. I told her that I didn't think there was such a thing.

So we googled it. Did you know that googled is actually in the dictionary?


Obviously I was wrong and two blue tarantula's were made.

And enjoyed.

p.s. I hate being wrong.


Cherish Stockdale said...

love the blue tarantula, they are so much prettier than the black ones ;)

the crew said...

fun project!

it is Z's favorite thing in the world for me to be wrong... and it happens more than I'd like to admit.

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