When I got home yesterday, I set about my usual routine of dinner, helping with homework, loading the dishwasher, and keeping the kids from killing each other. Yep, just another day in the life of a mom.
It wasn't until the kids were in bed that I finally wandered upstairs toward the bathroom. Now, Belly's bedroom is right next to the bathroom, but he stayed in Golden Boy's room last night since he has bunk beds in there. So, I turn on the light and notice something different on the walls. Belly's room is painted light blue with green and orange planets and stars, it's his Buzz Lightyear room.
NOW there are red stripes on the walls, too. Not just on the wall, but on the window and the toy box as well. When it was time to paint Belly's room, I made sure to buy washable paint. Yes, I was thinking ahead! Belly foiled my plan by using a SHARPIE! I called my husband in and I said, "I blame you." Sometimes my husband feels that being in the same house with them is supervision enough. He adamantly denied any responsibility for Belly's redecorating.
This morning I had a talk with Belly about the rules. I asked him what his father was doing while he was coloring on every available surface in his room. He said, "No, Momma! I did it when Gramma was downstairs!"
She claims he was only up there "for a minute" but I'm telling you, this was some well thought out work - he was in there for quite a while. Here he is explaining his masterpiece.
4 comments:
two words: Magic Eraser. And two more words: Mr. Clean. That should do it. Been there, my friend.
Sometimes I wonder why we even bother decorating - cause our kids are just going to re-decorate every chance they get! Wow - what an artist!
hey, that looks like the decorating i did in my room!!
Yeah this sounds like something that would happen to me. Like I mean this would be the thing that happen on my watch.
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