He asked so nicely. With words! How could I resist?
“Paint. Paint. Purple. Please.”
So OK, it’s late in the afternoon but he’s got a nasty cough and we’ve done nothing else today, so why not.
“Right, mummy’s just going upstairs, I’ll be back in a minute.”
“Hello baby are you having fu……”
Ahhhh
That would be my fault for leaving a 3 year old unattended with paint.
Remind me, when does messy play, become just a mess?
