painting

The kids painted this morning. I’m always reluctant to let them paint. It’s basically a pain in the butt to get it all set up and then clean up the mess afterwards. They like it but they don’t like it for long.

However, the high-effort-low-return of a painting project makes me feel self-sacrificing and therefore smug since perfect mothers are, of course, terribly self-sacrificing (though possibly less smug).

 

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One response to “painting

  1. How have you kept this from me for so long? I love every word!

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