Today, after some minutes of Equis being WAY TOO QUIET, I yelled for him, and he ran back into the living room wearing a big smile and holding a bright red marker in his hands. "Hi, baby! Whatcha doin'?" I asked.
"DA!" he answered, waving the thick marker around in the air.
"You're so cute!" I told him, peppering his chubby chipmunk cheeks with kisses, and it wasn't until an hour later that I discovered my toddler had created his very first wall masterpiece. An expanse of overlaying red scribbles is now decorating the hallway closet door and kitchen entrance wall. Let's not forget, that in his attempt to mimic Jackson Pollock, he caught the tail end of my partner's work shirt with a small red line as well.
As much as I'm not looking forward to scrubbing those walls clean, I have to smile at my son's mischief.
Have you experienced that "Ah!" moment when you realized what a child had been doing in those quiet moments? How did you react?