Today my 2 1/2 year old daughter, Eliana, got into the paint. I'm starting to re-think this whole "craft-cart" idea. She painted the hardwood floor of the playroom a pretty shade of blue and green. Of course, she couldn't resist adding a little color to her tiny arms, and perhaps a dab on her cheek and forehead too.
Being a good little artist, she remembered to clean up after herself, after finishing her masterpiece she had made on the floor. She made her way to the bathroom, leaving a trail of blue and green behind her. She washed her little hands, smearing the paint all over, as she stretched her belly across the counter-top, feet in the air, to reach the faucet. The evidence of her drying her small hands could be found all over my plush white bath towels.
I awoke to this blue and green pint-sized Picasso, starting at me with her big blue eyes, as if I wouldn't notice what she had been up to.
"Eliana, did you get into the paint?" I asked her.
She gave me a devilish grin and took off as fast as her little legs could carry her.
Ah, the life of a stay-at-home mom. Never a dull moment!
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