Today, since my husband was home, I decided to let the twins paint. This is not for those who are faint of heart.
Imagine: 2 two-year-olds, 4 paint brushes, and numerous blobs of paint (supposedly ‘washable’) and only a vague idea that paint should go on the paper laid out for that purpose, and not various other things like walls, carpets, themselves….
Let’s just say that the ‘various other things’ now have some interesting multi-colored splotches on them. And the only thing the paint actually washed out of was the twins!
I swear, my husband actually spontaneously grew another pair of arms to deal with all of that!
He dashed to and fro, saving ‘various things’ from imminent destruction, or at least re-design by force.
The poor guy was quite exhausted by the time we called it quits. The girls had loads of fun, though!
I plan to do it again next Saturday.
I am an evil mama.