I have six kids. They’re creative. They’re artistic. They’re expressive. I love their talent. I do not, however, love their choice of medium when they’re creating their masterpieces. I remember losing my mind over some of my kids’ um, “artwork.” I mean, seriously losing my mind! I thought my head would explode when I’d walk into a room and see diaper cream smeared all over every surface, or the dog’s fur covered in blue yogurt, or maple syrup painted on the dining room wall.
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