or, how my daughter turned my bath tub black.
So, the boys got easels for their birthday and have been busily creating masterpieces. If masterpieces can be mass-produced.
Why do I bring this up, as you can see Princess really enjoys her painting. But, the first day I let them actually free paint whatever they wanted this is what I discovered her doing:
In case you can’t tell that is her painting her arm. Her entire arm. Well I sent her off to wash her hands and she reappeared a minute later naked, with more paint on her. I think the paint started multiplying, or something. So I gave in and gave her the much requested bath while the boys took a shower. After her bath the tub was rather dirty.
This does not reveal the true extent of the filthiness. That is after I tried washing it down with a wet wash cloth, foolishly thinking it would just come off easily. This is after it has been sitting with soap on it for about five minutes before I scrubbed it down. Actually, after the soaking it came off fairly easily, but still. Gross much?
