No, David!

Let me start by saying, this all happened in one afternoon in a two hour period of time. Not quite the glamourous life I pictured when I was sixteen, but when you get everything you asked for out of life, you have to laugh at the small disasters. Wednesday, March10th was no exception.



Bree came down the stairs so I could drive to her friend, Austin's house for a playdate. She told me David had painted on her (freshly finished painted walls that morning). When I went upstairs, this is what I discovered.


I cannot even find the temples to tape them back on. I had to order new glasses.
Yes, as a matter of fact that is black paint on white walls.

A picture I had framed that morning.



No, David! Where does such naughtyness come from? No, David! Will I make it to his 5th birthday? No, David! I love my little troublemaker. No, David!

Comments

Holly said…
I love Donny's little picture. I hope you can get everything fixed without too much stress. I had a day like this with Ally once. I'm still carrying a grudge from it. Not really. (Well, maybe not.)
March 16, 2010 at 4:14 PM
Billy and Cassie plus4 said…
I am so sorry Tennille! But I so Understand, I have a Three year old like that! I hope your days will get better and you can look back at this and Laugh one day!! Your a GREAT mom!
March 16, 2010 at 5:48 PM
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