2020
December
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Mr. Independent

I was on a Zoom meeting for work while sitting at the dining room table when Jackson disappeared for a bit into his playroom.

All of a sudden he starts shouting, “Mommy! Come see what I made! Come see what I made!”

He runs over to me holding up a full-blown, freshly-made watercolor painting. Mind you, none of the art supplies were out when I left him in that playroom.

I tried to maintain focus on my colleagues, but all I was really thinking was, Whaaaaa? How did he do that?!

My meeting came to an end, so I headed over to the playroom and, sure enough, Jackson somehow managed to find and set-up the paint tray, paint brushes, paper and a little cup of water — all by himself!

He was pretty neat, too. There was a little paint on the table, but luckily none on the walls!

Note to self: Move paint to a higher shelf in the closet.

(Edited to add: I later discovered how he pulled this off. When he finished painting, he stashed away the supplies — including the little cup of water — in one of the drawers that he can reach in the dresser. Not where this stuff is normally kept, but that works I suppose.)

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