Never Dull.

I love being a mom. Most of the times it is quite rewarding, but there are moments when I realize why I deserve a special day every year. Today was one of them. My very curious 9 year old, decided it appropriate to stick his hand in a blob of oil paint, that had squirted from the tube. The rather large blob became bigger when he went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Apparently while in the restroom he smeared it all around his hands and well, water didn’t remove the oil paint.

So we walked all through JoAnne’s while his hands dried with no chance (at the moment) to remove the white paint. I didn’t know whether to tell a clerk something or just deal with it. After all it was pretty amusing, and quite disciplinary. However, as I went up for a price check the clerk assumed I was coming to request help for my son. I just played along, so they wouldn’t think I was a horrible mom. She gave us some Goo Be Gone. That only got half of it off. But after spending 10 minutes in the bathroom I decided to deal with it at home anyway. I did text Tim a picture to remind him of why it sometimes is hard to bring the kids along, and of course to send a subtle hint of how wonderful I am to deal with such issues!

Did I mention we are trying to snag a few family pictures tonight .