After
all the cutesy painting On Saturday I wanted to tell the story of how a monster
named Drem was born.
I have to admit this shirt was a pain to make
largely because I wanted my boys to be involved in the making process. Frist I
got them already to paint only to have them cry about not being able to watch a
movie, and then they started painting without my help (the nerve!).
While
painting this particular shirt I was going for the phrase “Dreamer” and my poor
9 year-old pointed out that I had indeed forgotten to paint an “A” so the shirt
now read “Dremer”, ugh. To finish off
this joyful time Broc tipped the white paint All Over the shirt!
I
was quite upset but I am proud to report that I did not yell or get too mad. I went
really quiet and Broc said “I’m sorry mom” and wisely left the room. I sat
there fuming for a while and was ready to throw the shirt away when I thought “Why
not turn the huge white spot into a monster and cover up part of my misspelled word?”
And that is how a Monster named “Drem” was born.
