The Taz has been quiet for awhile, except for a few minor excapades. But the most recent one was a doosey!
Mommy has been working very hard in their new house to get each girl's bedrooms painted, curtains, and new beds. The Taz has a beautiful pink and blue room with a princess bed, which she loves to sleep in.
Little sister's room has strips of hot pink, lite pink, tan, and a dark brown. These are wide strips and look perfect. It was quite an undertaking, first paint, second keeping everyone out of the room while the paint cans sat on the floor. Most of the time the lids were off the cans, but Mommy closed the door and no one seemed to bother. That is......until the day Mommy had finished the strips and was going in to do little touch ups to make it perfect!
Mommy waited until Daddy got home, they ate dinner, Mommy cleaned the kitchen up and preceeded to go upstairs to finish her job. Both girls were sitting with Daddy watching television. Well as much television as two little girls can watch anyway.
It was late and little sister was getting tired so Mommy decided it was her bed time. She put her brush down, turned out the light, and closed the door. You guessed it, she didn't put the lid on the can!
Mommy went down stairs and got little sister ready for bed. When she came out of the bedroom the Taz was no where in sight. Mommy headed up the stairs and met the Taz coming down. "What have you been into?" Mommy exclaimed.
Taz met her with a look of sheer denial and raised hands. "What?"
"You know what I'm talking about. What have you been doing?"
Raising her hands in the air again. "What?"
Mommy grabbed her by the hand and led her back upstairs. She opened the door on the bedroom and before her lay the open can of brown paint, a dip stick, and brown paint flung across the wall and floor. She looked down at Taz and realized she also had the brown paint all over her new pair of pajamas.
Needless to say...........the Taz was changed and put to bed in her new princess bed with a frazled Mommy sitting downstairs crying.................hystericaly! It took Mommy two days to calm down. Now we're waiting for the encore...................................................and there will be one we are sure of it!