Spoiler Alert: If your name is Darren and you sired a child with Christie and that child's name is Henry Finn, do not read any further. You promised you wouldn't read the blog until tomorrow morning after a night's rest. Weasel.
So, Darr hates gifts. Don't ask me how someone comes to be this way. We've been together for (Jesus!) nearly fifteen years and I still don't understand. Suffice it to say, this is a continuous argument because I LOVE gifts. I love, love, love gifts. Particularly giving gifts. At every opportunity, I'm shopping for one gift for somebody we know. I can't help myself. But for Darr's first Father's Day gift I wanted to find something to give that Henry could be involved with. This requirement is rather limiting considering Huck Finn is not even eight months old yet. And then, after a moment of My Kid Could Paint That inspiration, I figured out what to do. A Huck Finn original painting. The very first one.
To begin, it is necessary to prepare the workspace. This can be accomplished by taping down large sheets of scrapbook paper to the floor and stacking the supplies within reach.
Next, strip the artist baby to his skivvies. Make sure the room is the appropriate temperature to accommodate the nearly-naked baby.
Finally, let baby loose with paints. An adult must be present to ensure artist baby does not 1. consume any paint and b. crawl away from designated painting area.
Once the painting is dry, take it to a local frame shop and buy an appropriately sized frame for hanging.