In an effort to pacify the 30 minutes before nap time, I threw Dominic in his high chair, stripped him down and stuck his fingers into a cup of finger paint. I expected him to squish the paint onto the paper, rub it into his hair and smear it all over his naked chest, instead he cried, looked desperately between me and Scarlett, so deeply worried about this foreign object stuck between his fingers. Scarlett gave a demonstration, I tried helping him dirty his little hands, but nothing worked. He continued in 5 minutes of perplexed facial expressions before I decided he was not into this. Much different than Scarlett's first impression of finger paints.
