-Mom Painting!...painting mom...paint, paint, paint, paint....Moooom PAINTing, painTING.
-okay let me just get the jars.
-No painting now please...painTING, Pint, pint, pint, now please mom pai...
-okay, okay but don´t scribble with
-noooo I do like dis. I pinting like dis. Nooo leave me. I pint like dis! (scribbles with sable haired brush)
-Oh look at this picture sweetheart ..you´'ll like this come here by me (hides sable hair brush--replaces with Crayola brush--feels guilty--but not for too long)
-Look mom I did good job.
-Yes honey you did do a good job. I like your color choices. Now just lay it down on the floor and let it dry. No not face down, face up. (gets rag for cleaning floor...)
3 comments:
I confess that each morning before I start work I check your blog and find a smile with all the tales of the rascals and their goings-ons.
I´m glad you´re reading. Í like reading yours too. Some things never change :)
We love painting around here, too. That dialogue is terrific!
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