I love how children are so literal sometimes. For example, I once said to S3.5, “I have two wonderful daughters! You’re one, and O2 is the other.” She looked at me like I was a dolt and replied, “I’m not ONE. I’m THREE.”
Today, the girls wanted to do some fingerpainting. That’s right. Finger painting.
I told you, they are very literal sometimes.
Like me, the cat was not so certain about this particular project.
But in the end, we figured a little mess wouldn’t hurt. The girls were having fun, and looked like they could keep painting till the cows came home.
(Not literally, of course.)