Once long ago, when Mz. Virginia's girls were around 2 and 3 years old (Myrna Sue and Carol Lee were only 12 months apart), Glen decided to paint the screen door green. When he finished, he placed his leftover paint in the bedroom/bathroom closet where Mz. Virginia hung all the family's clothes. He had placed the lid on the paint and laid the brush across the top, but somehow the girls still managed to get the lid off the can. As Mz. Virginia hung out clothes to dry, the girls were busy painting the closet, clothes and all. When Mz. Virginia came into the house, she smelled the paint immediately. She followed her nose to the closet to find two paint smeared little girls in a completely paint smeared closet. The little girls had missed nothing~they had painted the walls, the clothes, the shoes, and of course, each other.
Mz. Virginia wanted to throw it all away~clothes, kids and all~she was so aggravated. But being the good mother and moral soul that she was, she set to cleaning the children up. When Glen arrived home, however, he heard all about it...and was expected to help clean up the mess, too.
It was, after all, his paint.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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Great story I am glad she chose to keep the girls.
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