Coloring with Mom

Rachel can sit and draw for hours. She colored, continuously, for a half hour before bed last night. It's one of my favorite activities for her because it keeps her still and occupied for a long, long time. All I have to do is doodle along with her and that's alright with me because I still like to color.


I remember my mom coloring with me. She taught me a lot about patience that way. I'd make a few marks on the page and ask to turn it and she'd tell me that she was still working on her picture so I'd have to wait. She'd tell me to color this or draw that while I waited, so I would, and I learned that I could wait for a long time, and color every inch of a page in a coloring book.


I also remember crying to her about how David would tease me about not being able to stay in the lines and she would coach me and tell me to slow down and concentrate. I'm proud to announce that I can now stay in the lines, and that I can do almost anything I try if I just slow down and concentrate.


I learned a lot of life lessons from coloring with my mom. Perhaps I'll be able to pass those same lessons down to Rachel using the same method...


I tried using it last night to teach her about obedience.

When she was so tired that she could hardly keep her eyes open, I told her it was time to put the crayons away. Obeying was very difficult for her; she started sobbing, but put the crayons back in the box before crumpling into a heap on the ground.

I told her that we could color another day and she cheered up right away.


We'll color together lots of times on lots of different days, Rachel! I promise!