Painting

Mama tried painting with me. The last time I did that was many months back and I played for a short while only. I wasn't very keen on it then, plus, the colour was the same colour of the table and I couldn't see the effect (Mama placed plastic sheet on the table; so it was see through).

So this time, Mama bought light blue paint in hopes that I could be interested as the paint would stand out from the table. But she couldn't wait till weekend to try it out with me and did it at Yeye's house this evening. So I did painting with brush and big mahjong paper on the floor.

Yeye's sacrifice his beloved used T-shirt for me as apron in case I stained myself.(yes, apparently my Papa and Yeye are sentimental about old stuffs too! They won't throw old things away even if they can't use them. Unlike my Mama, who likes to psycho Papa to throw useless things away! Ahahhaha, well, useless in her eyes, that is. Then Papa will say his favourite line, "So when you are old, I should throw you away lah is it?!").

Anyway, painting was fun though brief moment for now. Mama noticed I need to repeat an activity such as this one a few times before my attention span grows. This time, I played for about 5 to 10 minutes. But within this short period, I managed to get both my hands, legs and forehead with paint and stamped a hand print onto my own face! hahahahaa....

Mama observed that I am very exploratory. The mess and paint didn't bother me at all (but it bothered her alot man because I accidentally stained her legs. hahahaha...cleanliness freak!)I didn't ask to be washed immediately but was totally immersed into the activity. I didn't even want to use the brush after I noticed it was so much more fun with hands!

Her inference--I am a very hands-on learner. I learn best when my senes are involved. And I am not a cleanliness freak! :P