Most of the time when I invite the kids to do art projects with me, I have an idea in mind of what the final product should look like. I kind of have to, right? So I'll know which supplies to get out.
And each time we do a project, I experience an inner struggle. I want to "correct" them. I want the kids to do the project the way I see it in my head.
But they never do.
And what in the world happened to this snowman's face? Is that a puss-filled something or other on his forehead? And that must be a wart on his nose. And presents for buttons? What was she thinking?
If I really want a snowman, or flower, or turkey, that looks like the one in my head, I need to make my own (too bad we're out of cotton balls because Pal didn't want to implement my suggestion to pull the cotton balls out to make them flatter (and have more surface area) before gluing them to the page).
But really? We have to let go. We have to let them make their own choices; find their own vision of what they should be. And in the process, even if they don't turn out exactly how we imagined, we discover that their vision is beautiful.