Channeling Julia & Pablo...

That would be Childs and Picasso...we're so on a first name basis, considering my child is apparently a medium through which their creativity and passion in their chosen fields is expressed with, to steal a line from Austin Powers, "what the French call a certain...I don't know what."

Little did I know what I picked the cupcake mix and frosting off of the grocery store shelves earlier this week that Thursday would bring such a flurry of artistic joie de vivre. But indeed, Ethan got his art on this afternoon. His chosen mediums? Chocolate, sprinkles and finger paints. But not all at once.

Shall we take a peek?

mmm, delish, mama.

If you try to take a bite, I cannot be held accountable for the wrath you will incur at my hands. Back off of mah cupcake, woman!

As if he's not sweet enough already! (ugh--insert phony yuk yuk here at my very bad attempt at sappy humor).

The discovery of the "sprinkles". Oooooh, you tiny little multi-colored sugar disks of delight....

Aaaaaaand, there's the sugar rush....

...which led to the chocolate-based self portrait and plaintive cries of "want to paint! want to paint!"

So we painted...

....a lot.....

...erm, maybe a bit too much? Ethan's canvas of choice? Himself.

Our final destination for the afternoon--bathies. Where I literally had to climb in with him to scrub the finger paint out of his hair. I'm sure you can guess that he was thrilled with that.

And in case you needed any, a little proof that he cleans up nice.