While Mommy Packs...

While I was packing this morning, I realized that it was unusually quiet. I looked for the boy. Nicholas was in his room building a spaceship with his Legos. But the girl...where was Rachel?

In our bathroom.

Decorating it with various shades of lipstick.

At least she was laughing as I made her clean it up from the cabinets, the doors, the walls, and the floor.

And this was about the time that she decided she was all done with cleaning and went scampering away to look for big brother. Oh, the price I pay for a few moments of quiet...

1 comment:

  1. I hope Santa brought Mommy new lipstick! And maybe brought the youngest (and creative) modern artist in the family washable markers!