Snow days should not come in pairs. That should be a rule. We are in the middle of Snow Day #2, and even though I worked until 2 a.m. this morning, I still have things I need to do. While I was talking to one of my coworkers on the phone, I heard Aliya and Norah having way too much fun with their birthday crown painting project and wandered into the dining room in time to see them slathering paint on themselves like it was Oil of Olay. I remained calm until I hung up the phone, and then I turned into a raging beast. There were blobs of paint on the rug, the furniture, and somehow I'm finding it in other areas of the house. I just found a big blob on one of the new leather chairs and a smear on the kitchen floor.
I'm sure some day I'll look back on this and laugh, as long as I survive my own rage without having an aneurysm.
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1 comment:
Oh Lori! This is priceless!
I would suggest NEVER giving them RED paint though, as someone may walk in and think they came upon a murder scene.
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