Recently, our apartment complex organized one of those drinking and painting parties that have become so popular.
V thought it would be fun to do it and signed us up. However, being totally clueless about what it entailed, we only signed up for one easel between the three of us. It worked out in the end as we realized it was best if we divided up the fun.
Little A was the designated painter.
Dad did the drinking.
Mom volunteered to do the eating. Little A is not sure about this division of labor.
The result of our collective effort.
Little A and her fellow Pinot’s Palette painters.