So my brother was here painting and left his things out on the front porch. All of the sudden I hear Sophia say, "Mom, Miles is eating the Popsicle!" I of course know there are no Popsicle on the front porch so I run from the kitchen to find my son holding a paint brush. You would think I would be frantically checking to make sure he is o.k. but really I am frantically looking to see if he got paint all over my carpet! Luckily, he did not!
I love it! And I do the same thing if someone is bleeding, "stay outside! don't get blood on the carpet. oh, are you ok?"
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