In Which the Boy Learns to Wield a Spray Paint Can.

You may remember this:

Well, today he decided his masterpiece needed some paint.  He described what he wanted, a mish-mash of colors to match his backugan guys.  But he didn't want it to look like a 'blob' of color.  More like "what a little kid would paint".  Um, yeah.  So we picked out some spray paint colors, I tied up the control monster, and let him have at it.

After I spray-primed and did some sanding,  I showed him how to use a can of magic....otherwise known as SPRAY PAINT.  He did some practice shots on the back, then went to town on the front:

But quickly decided it was getting in his eyes and mouth....so I was a good mom and relented.  I gave him some protective gear.  *sheesh* Kids these days.

He started with some blue, then laid on some green:

"Hmmmm," says he.  "I think I'm ready for some red now, Mom."

"So I shake it up like this?"

"Even more?  Can I be done shaking now?  This is taking a thousand hours....."  BTW, you don't see the spray painted grass.  I never spray paint grass.  Never.  Nope.

Is that lookin' cool or what?

After a few more colors, he considers it done.  I told him to stand back and take a look:

He likes it!  And he's darn proud of himself.  I'm proud of him too!

He asked me to use silver paint around the edges and stencil in red "BACKUGAN" on top, so we're off to the store for some more paint.  I'll show you the finished project when it's done.  I may even spell Backugan correctly.  Perhaps.

PS.  My boy just came in, took a look over my shoulder as I was typing this post up and said, "I knew it!  You had that camera out there just so you could put me on your blog!"  But methinks he dost protest too much.  He loves the attention.  Just like his mama.