When I came home from teaching this afternoon, Grier and Fletch were on the kitchen floor, in pajamas, watching a movie on the portable DVD player. Bill was busily wiping down the kitchen counters and it appeared he had just taken care of the day's dishes. I thought, somewhat sarcastically, "Wow. Must have been a really hectic day with the kids in pajamas at 3:30pm and he's quick trying to get the kitchen picked up before I get home."
Sidenote: The kitchen is also rarely in a tidy state when Bill gets home from work. So, I'm certainly not complaining that he was cleaning it.
Then Grier turned to say, "Hi Mama." I guess this was why the counters and floors needed cleaning.
Apparently, she had done so much coloring on herself, the floors, and the counters, Bill figured, "Might as well finish the job," and did her face for her.
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