Today was another beautiful spring day. I spent the morning putting the finishing touches on the new club house and then the boys came home from school.
Grandpa broke out the go-carts and spring is now officially here.
The boys are so ready for school to be out and summer to start. They just look so
stinkin' cute on this thing (little guys in a little go-cart-- it's just cute).
We found a turtle and kept him as our prisoner until
Breckyn got home from school. We knew she'd want to play with it and she did. She let him go in the pond and watched him swim for a while.
Like I said, I painted the rest of the club house this morning and it went pretty well. The boys were asking if they could paint too and I thought, "Yeah, I could be a cool mom and let them paint." So, I decided to let them help me paint the swing set because I was going to do it anyway. Besides, what could they really do to the swing set? (It's like I was a rookie for one brief moment-- duh!) Well, they painted alright... the swing set, the bark, me, themselves and everything in between. It was oil based barn paint--RED oil based paint. I had gotten a little on my hands when I was painting the club house and it came of really easily with some soap. Little did I know that on a bigger scale, it wasn't that simple.
It was the biggest mess I've ever cleaned up and that's saying a lot coming from a mother of four. It was
sticky, water
repellent and it never dries!!! That means that when I took them up to the tub it smeared all over my white white tub. When they sat down in the water it got smeared on their bums, between toes, on their backs and covered their little hands. It took me over an hour to clean all of us up. When I touched them to scrub it off, it would get on me and back on them-- it was ugly.
I started out without any paint on me but that quickly changed because of my painting companions. I made a rule that no kid could paint higher than their head because I took a serious hit to the back when Em tried to paint too high. Then they dropped my paintbrush all the way into the paint gallon. There was flicking and dripping-- did I mention this was not my best idea. The only thing that made me feel better was the boys had a great time. (Still not worth it!)
While I was cleaning up the boys Tim painted this little gem on top. I'll be fixing it tomorrow...