"Ummm, Mom? What happens when something painted gets wet?"
????? "You mean like a car, or something?"
I look down groggily and register that he's carrying a squirt gun.
"Why do you want to know?"
(Doing his best to look innocent. He would have been whistling if he only knew how to do it.)
"No reason. I was just wondering. The paint wouldn't slide off, or anything, would it?"
"No, but I don't think you should be doing any experiments."
"OK, thanks."
And he turned around and walked out of the room...
????
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Oooo, that can't be good. ;)
Reminds me of the Will and Grace episode with the water bra and the watercolors....
See all the stuff I miss not having kids. I get a wet nose in my face at 6:55 am and that isn't my husband.
Laura
oh ohhh , so did you have any bad discoveries later on that day?
you haven't been painting anything brand new lately, I hope???
You know, I never did figure out what he was talking about. We don't really have anything painted that he could ruin with a squirt gun-- he'd probably just accidentally squirted a wall or something and had a guilty conscience. But it was just really funny all the same...
...kids are such strange little critters.
well sometimes their logic is untracable anyway..
I remember babysitting a long time ago and I put the boy in bed and when I am about to leave the room he asks "are you now going downstairs to start baking pancakes?"
?????
'No, I am going to be in the livingroom watching tv or reading my book'
'ah ok'
(we had not talked about pancakes or cooking in general at all, I had never cooked anything at their house, they had not eaten pancakes recently neither had they plans to, neither had they had a conversation with his parents about pancakes....where did the pancakes come from all out of the blue?)
Whew! I'm glad there were no paint-related disasters. I wonder if kids know the alarm they can raise with a simple well-timed remark...
They learn early...the power of suggestion I believe.
I love it. There's just no understanding those little brains.
Wait until he discovers what fun a disappearing ink squirt gun can be.
Um... what paintings do you have around your house? Yikes, Betsy.
YIKES!!! hahahahaha
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