Chubalicious was down and the Notorious MRA was having some quiet time, very quietly. So I fell asleep. It wasn't that kind of deep sleep where you wake up and feel refreshed. It was more that kind of sleep that while you are asleep you are still thinking and wondering if you really are, indeed, asleep.
I was thinking/dreaming I was having the carpets cleaned. And it was a good nice.
I heard MRA poke around downstairs a couple of times but he was really quiet so I did not get up and just kept on lying there wondering if I was asleep.
Once Chubalicious woke up, though, nap time was over and MRA wanted to show us what he'd been doing.
Jonathan quickly found 2 empty yogurt containers scattered around the living room so we knew he had been snacking, but what else???? After bouncing down the stairs with a stack of papers, MRA invited us to view his art.
MRA: Here are the tracks my toy dinosaur made across the paper.
Me thinking: Yep, looks like tracks, wait... shit, where did you get paint?
MRA: Oh, and look Mama at this one - these are my hands.
Me thinking (still sleepily) - Those ARE your hands - wait, did he put his hands in paint?
Then came...
Me: MRA? Are those your feet?
He was VERY proud.
Then the indisputable evidence. I asked him how he did it and he proudly confrmed that he painted his feet.
I wish I had taken a photo of the carpet before I cleaned it up. I was thankful for washable paint but mostly really proud of his resourcefulness.
Sunday morning he painted all our feet! See if you can guess whose toes belong to who tomorrow!
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