Saturday morning I got the kids ready for their Tball game.
Then I made the unfortunate mistake
to leave them alone for 3.7 mins to get myself ready.
When I realized it was eerily quiet,
I raced out of my room to see which one killed the other.
Instead I found this.
My first instinct was to holler,
'"WHERE DID YOU GET THE PAINTS! YOU'RE MAKING A HUGE MESS!"
But then I realized they were happily getting along
at their clothes and my table's expense.
And then I had to give them props for their creative dedication.
Not everyone HANDpaints their pumpkins.
And then their sister afterwards.
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