He and his little cousins and The Cheeky Princess all got into the paint and started filling the empty space with hand-prints. I gave in to childish delight and encouraged the kids to fill up as much or as little of the space that they wanted to, and in the end, I was impressed with how good it looks.
I might let them turn it into a flag for a fort, or maybe stretch it over a frame like a canvas and put it in the family room. I’m not sure, but I love things that are accidentally awesome. I really expected them to turn it into one big mushy brownish puddle, but they were very dutiful in their print-making.
Did you notice that the one black hand-print has 8 fingers? The Marshmallow Kid thought he needed to be “inclusive” in case there were any 8-fingered aliens out there 😉