Paintings

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A few weeks ago I found some cool wet stuff in your closet. It came in many colors and its smelt really bad.
You told me it was paint.
You went up to the attic and got big white squares and rectangles you call 'canvas'.
It was so cool.
You even got a thing that kept the canvas standing up.
I don't remember what you called it.
You set everything up and even made me things you called 'pallets'.
But you left to go to the store.
So here I am, outside on a sunny day, with the entire thing set up.
You took the twins with you so I'm just sitting out side in the grass wondering what I should paint for you.
I think about what you would like. I fall back into the soft grass with my arms above my head.
Maybe a foot ball!
Or flowers!
Or maybe I could paint you.
You always take good care of yourself. Everyday you get 10 hours of sleep, eat a nice (and very tasty) breakfast, you work out, and you always give me a kiss on the forehead. (I really enjoy the kiss, especially if you think I'm sleeping and you'll say things like 'have a nice day' or 'stay out of trouble, love')
You are also really beautiful. ( I know people laugh when I call you that. But I can't even think of a more perfect word to describe you)
Yeah I think I'll paint you.
I stand up and get the paints immediately working on painting you.
-1 hour and 30 minutes later-
I put the last details on you when you opened the slider door.
"Hi Oli!" I said without looking up.
"Hello Jayden, what 'cha doin?" You ask walking across the yard over to me.
"I'm painting!" I responded happily signing my name at the bottom.
"Can I see ?"
I nodded and picked up the big canvas, turning it to you.
"Look Oli! Its you!"
You didn't answer, but I knew you were proud of me. You had that look on your face that told me 'wow! great job I love it omg'
I loved it when your face made that look. It makes me feel warm inside. It makes me feel like I have accomplished everything.
Your eyes glazed over and you put your hands up to your mouth.
You were crying.
no.
nO.
NO.
Don't cry. Please don't cry.
I ran up to you and hugged you.
"Please don't cry! I'm sorry! I didn't know you wouldn't like it. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't cry."
I started crying in your chest.
I felt you pry my arms off of you waist and you grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at you.
I saw tears... and a smile.
"I'm crying because I love it." You responded picking me up and hugging me.
"You do? "
"Yes! It's perfect! Thank you so so much Jayden I love it and I love you!"
I laughed and hugged your head.
"I love you too Oli! "

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