A Better Bib. And for an extra five bucks I got his name embroidered on the back. I love this smock. And if he had rejected this one, it would have seriously bummed me out. I introduced it very carefully -- just left it casually draped across the coffee table ("Oh, what's this? Hmm -- has your name on it. Check it out -- it's got elephants!"), and I avoided the word "smock" like the plague. It worked. Here's Ben at work, and one of the finished products -- it's a mixed media work, finger paint applied with paintbrush and crayon tip.We introduced Ben to finger paints last fall. It went fairly well. He always enjoyed it once we got going, but he absolutely hated the make-shift smock that I insisted he wear (an old tee shirt of mine, and highly problematic for the purpose). So recently I got him the absolute best smock of all time at
"I Cannot Even Smile Here"
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