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Davis Channelled Picasso

What am I supposed to do with my son? I think today we will look for door locks. Seems the child can get into everything and he will.

Today he found Emma's paints. Davis however, abhors painting on paper. Her prefers house painting. Or body painting.

the face of remorse......I am so sorry I accidentally painted all over everything.
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the face of hidden glee.......But it was really fun while it lasted.
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the face of I need a bath.......again
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Luckily it was the kind of paint that cleans up with soap and water so it was easy to clean up. Off the floor. Off his bed. Off the fridge. Off the wall. Off the door. Off of Davis.

Why did I think another one was a good idea?????

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