My love language is gifting. Always has been. Spending time and effort to find the perfect gift for someone is my way of telling them how much they mean to me. And as an artist, the way I wrap those gifts is just as fun and loving. This year, I’m embracing my inner “boy mom” with wrapping paper with trucks, deer, bears, and a really pretty plaid pattern. It’s been a new experience trying to wrap with a baby who wants to roll off the bed, crinkle the paper, pull tissue paper out of bags, etc. I finally figured out a secret… nap time in the bouncer seat next to me while I wrap! It worked like a charm!
