I’ve been practicing my hand at cartooning, specifically for the girls. No real reason, just that I like exercising the opposite side of my brain. I feel like I haven’t been creative enough.
I’ve been kind of worn out. This weekend I just didn’t want to do anything. And the amount of times Nova calls for me sometimes sets my teeth on edge. “Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. MOM. Mom. Mom.” Seriously, I cannot count how many times she wants my attention and it gets tiresome. Sometimes I wonder about me. I like my silence and peace. I don’t recommend divorce, unless you have to – but I am glad for my days off, not caring for children. I am glad I get to work and people call me by my actual name. Love is not telling your kids how much they annoy you.
We went to Michaels today. Nova had found a fabric painting kit and we had no shirts, so we went and got some basic white t-shirts. When it comes to anything artsy, as much as I may not want to put in the effort, I will. I think it’s good for kids to practice art in all forms. It’s one thing I’m proud of in my parenting, I always encourage the painting and the making of things. We got more drawing paper and some more paints for me. But alas, if I paint, they want to paint, and sometimes I want to paint alone. Maybe tomorrow.