Last Wednesday, Grace asked me if we could paint the living room hot pink.
“No, Grace, we are not painting the living room hot pink.”
Can we paint my bedroom hot pink? she asked, examining me for a reaction.
“I don’t know why not,” I responded. “I can’t help with the painting, so we’ll have to ask Daddy if it’s okay.” We called Joe at work and asked if he had any thoughts on painting Grace’s bedroom.
He had no thoughts, so I talked him into painting her bedroom.
Knowing that I had a gorgeous bedding set at home, I let Grace choose a few paint samples, and we left the store.
At home, Joe got out the bedding and gave it to Grace. It was love at first sight.
I love it! This is so beautiful! she said. This is for me? I just love it!
She’s an old soul. I love the way she talks.
Probably because she talks like me.
The next afternoon, Grace and I met Joe at the store after work. I found paint samples that were close to the ones Grace had chosen but also matched the pinks in the comforter. We bought primer, 2 gallons of hot pink paint, 1 gallon of light paint, and rollers.
Stop back tomorrow to find out what happened next.
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