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I SAID GO OUTSIDE!!!!

Why is it so hard to get my kids to play outside today?  It’s a tad windy, but the temps are in the high 50′s.  

Did they forget that we bought this place so they could grow up wallowing in the dirt and becoming one with nature?  Yes, I think they did.  The long winter has damaged their little brains and they forgot that being outside can be something other than an intermittent discomfort of cold icy blasts that we endured from the van to the house.
For the love of MOTHER NATURE GO OUTSIDE!!!
I said, GO OUTSIDE!  Do you want to take a nap?  No, you don’t.  No, you don’t.  You never want to take a nap.  Okay never mind, you can’t take a nap, GO OUTSIDE!  If you sneak back in this house one more time I’m going to lock all the doors until next November and you’ll have to eat, drink, poop and pee outside!  NO, you may not poop outside, unless I lock you out of the house!  No, I’m not really going to lock you out, I was just exaggerating.  Exaggerating means to make a story bigger than it is.  Are you going to go outside now?  Yes, you have to stay out there longer than the count to twenty.  Don’t count anymore, just stay out until I tell you to come in.  Yes, I’ll let you come in to poop.

One day, I painted my kitchen and couldn’t stop blogging about it.

Before, the kitchen was full of fruit and I don’t mean the edible kind.
Now, it’s full of light and if I painted a pink stripe around the room, by golly, it would look like an Easter egg. Ahem, please take note, my kitchen is clean.
I had about two minutes 53 seconds of clean kitchen and then my children entered the room.
Now, what about the dining room? Do you think the can of Bondo and the scrapers and putty knife and drywall compound will get in the way when I’m putting Easter dinner on the buffet?

I’m officially declaring a state of ignorance. In my eyes this is a beautifully painted dining room with no gaping wound in the wall.
Hey, I’ve got an idea! Come back tomorrow and I’ll show you some pictures of my newly painted kitchen.

No more cherries, thank you very much.

Goodbye cherries, you were sweet and juicy, but you just didn’t say Old Farmhouse to me. So…away you go.
Are these pictures blurry? I think they are, but it’s hard to take good pictures when you have chicken-claw hand from holding a paint brush for eight hours.

Next up, get rid of the strange crisscross tile back splash. Did I hear someone ask about the dining room walls? What dining room? Huh?