Several months ago I began painting on Mayla's wall. It was my first time ever so I decided to go slow. I started shortly after she was born and began with free hand drawing the picture on the wall. Then I picked out paint colors and worked on it after the kids went to bed every couple of weeks.
But as Mayla grew she needed to go to bed earlier and I had to start working during the day. I tried to paint while the kids were busy but it didn't take long for them to catch on.
Then one day I walked into Mayla's room and found...
this.
At first I was really confused as to who the culprit might have been. It looked like Kadin's handiwork but there was NO mess. At all, anywhere. The paint was put away right were I keep it. The painting plate was placed in it's proper place. The paint brushes were washed and put away. And there was no paint on the floor, dresser, crib, or clothes. It even appeared that the wall was carefully and lovingly pained by our young artist.
Austin was at school. I questioned Emma and she denied it quickly. I talked to Kadin.
Me: "Kadin, did you paint Mayla's room?"
Kadin: "No!"
Me: "Are you sure?"
Kadin: "Yes"
Me: "Did you wash the paint brushes?"
Kadin: "Yes" (big smile)
Me: "Why?"
Kadin: A cute little story about how he needed to help paint
Busted!!!
I am SO thankful that he was able to keep all of the paint on the wall and he didn't ruin everything in her room. I'm so busy being thrilled at my good luck that I can't even be upset. Besides didn't he do a good job?!