My neighborhood is full of little entrepreneurs.
It started with lemonade stands. This quickly transitioned into door to door bake sales. We have even had a wagon full of various "treasures" aka old happy meal toys...sold for $2/pop. I was particularly impressed with the child who made homemade dog biscuits to sell. One day the special was silk flowers - fresh out of a musty attic.
Today their "ware" was face painting.
$1.00 for the face.... 25 cents for a hand painting.
Since this was one of the better of the neighborhood deals...I was quick to send my kids over.
I was shocked when they came home looking like a Vegas makeup artist had done their faces. I was expecting a little rainbow on the cheek...not a full facial, glorious work of art. This was completed by a 9 year old.
I have great admiration for skillful face painters.
I once got fired from a face painting booth at an elementary school carnival. It seems that there were too many complaints from the 7 year old customers.
"My whale doesn't look like a whale! My skull and crossbones looks like a smiley face with chicken drumsticks sticking out of it".
Whaaa whaaaa whaaa. Those little turds didn't appreciate fine artwork when they saw it.
My only complaint with the neighborhood face painting booth is that I suspect them of doing voodoo witchcraft on my children. I sent them over there - sweet, little angels. They came back bickering, whining, fiery eyed, devil spawnlettes. They argued throughout dinner....glaring at each other through their butterfly masks....sassing....talking back...getting sent to their room....etc.
They snapped out of it when Tom threatened to wash their masks off. I think they were pretending to be good - just to preserve their demon powers....gotta save some for the long weekend, afterall.
Oh - and Bradley....have I ever mentioned that he sweats...uh lot?
I pray his powers are fading.
It started with lemonade stands. This quickly transitioned into door to door bake sales. We have even had a wagon full of various "treasures" aka old happy meal toys...sold for $2/pop. I was particularly impressed with the child who made homemade dog biscuits to sell. One day the special was silk flowers - fresh out of a musty attic.
Today their "ware" was face painting.
$1.00 for the face.... 25 cents for a hand painting.
Since this was one of the better of the neighborhood deals...I was quick to send my kids over.
I was shocked when they came home looking like a Vegas makeup artist had done their faces. I was expecting a little rainbow on the cheek...not a full facial, glorious work of art. This was completed by a 9 year old.
I have great admiration for skillful face painters.
I once got fired from a face painting booth at an elementary school carnival. It seems that there were too many complaints from the 7 year old customers.
"My whale doesn't look like a whale! My skull and crossbones looks like a smiley face with chicken drumsticks sticking out of it".
Whaaa whaaaa whaaa. Those little turds didn't appreciate fine artwork when they saw it.
My only complaint with the neighborhood face painting booth is that I suspect them of doing voodoo witchcraft on my children. I sent them over there - sweet, little angels. They came back bickering, whining, fiery eyed, devil spawnlettes. They argued throughout dinner....glaring at each other through their butterfly masks....sassing....talking back...getting sent to their room....etc.
They snapped out of it when Tom threatened to wash their masks off. I think they were pretending to be good - just to preserve their demon powers....gotta save some for the long weekend, afterall.
Oh - and Bradley....have I ever mentioned that he sweats...uh lot?
I pray his powers are fading.
Wow - that's the craziest face painting I've ever seen! I am impressed by the way they matched Karah's paint colors with her shirt. Good luck at convincing your kids to wash the paint off!
ReplyDeleteWow. That is really good painting. I couldn't make it look like that if I had a book to look at while I did it! And a 9 yo did it? Totally impressive. Too bad a case of the naughty kid syndrome caught hold while they were there...
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