Wednesday, September 05, 2007

a little too quiet...

Adrian goes downstairs to amuse himself while I nurse Fiona before her nap. She falls asleep and I put her in bed. Then I realize that I haven't heard a peep out of Adrian for at least 5 minutes...
I creep downstairs and HOLY CRAP THERE'S PAINT ON THE CARPET.
Turns out little man scaled the bar to reach the paint and then decided to empty 5 containers into one cup. When he turned around and saw me he cheerfully announced: I'm mixing the colors!

Yes. Yes you are.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Reminds me of the time you were in the bathroom, "cleaning" with a washcloth and water from the toilet bowl. "I'm cleaning!" in that happy toddler voice.

Nessa Raby said...

Congratulations. You have given birth to, and raised, your own monster.

*laughing*

Seriously, did you expect any less? At least he's not fingerpainting the walls using his diaper as his palette like Sean used to...

Yeah that's right Internet! Sean Raby used to paint the walls with his own poop. You read it here first.