Divine Design: The Preschooler Edition......

I was sooo proud of myself for getting all the painting done, I should have known better.... I must make it look way too fun because the children decided to help me redecorate.

I broke out the paint supplies so that we could do some handprint turkeys today, and everyone was done with their turkeys, but Chloe and John wanted to keep painting. The phone rang, and it was someone wanting a phone number, so I went into my room to answer the phone and get the info. I was only gone for five minutes tops... and when I came out, this is what I found......



























I had left them in a very clean kitchen, and I screamed, not in a mad way, and not at the kids, but in the same way that you scream on a roller coaster, or at a horror movie. It was like a painting crime scene, it was shocking. I totally lost my mind. I was kinda coming back to my senses when I saw where they had gotten it on the walls I had just painted the night before. And I screamed again. So off to timeout they went, mostly for their own protection...... I needed about fifteen minutes before I could get hold of myself. For their part, they were strangely MORE than happy to get away from the crazy lady.

Of course these things happen when their daddy is out of town, its that Murphy's law again. And I didn't even tell you about what the bathroom looked like, where they had gone to "clean". Yeesh. I had to trash the tablecloth, repaint the wall because of course it hadn't totally cured, and Im going to have to recover the chairs, YIKES.

However, that being said, the mess is all cleaned up (it was part of the perpetrators restitution) and we have some great hand print turkeys, but next year, we might use crayon.... and I think I need a long vacation on an empty beach.