Jackson Pollock? Jackson Bollocks!

Darwin spent his last day, or should I say didn't spend his last day, at Nursery this week (he's attending a different one!), we actually kept him at home because of poorly poos, but I went down to return some clothes and say goodbye to the staff anyway.  They gave me a little package of stuff containing activities he had got up to during his time there.  You know, hand prints in paint and that kind of stuff.  But nestled amongst the stuff was a painting in red.  I know it's using a template and someone probably had an encouraging hand on his, but I was impressed!

I never used to understand all this emotion attached to parenting.

"Darwin's First Painting"