On Saturday morning, the priming began. Grace and Joe applied primer to all of the walls.
Joe and I laughed at Grace applying primer. He would put it on her roller, and she would run around the room, rolling as if she were racing a car on a track. Around and around, laughing and rolling. She was so excited to be painting her bedroom!
For the record, I thought they should also have put primer on the doors, but nobody listened to me.
Unfortunately, when Grace’s zeal for priming turned into finger painting (ten minutes into the process), she was fired and had to sit with me in the living room.
When the primer was all done, we went out for a bit. You know, so we wouldn’t have to marinate in the primer fumes while it dried.
We came home, and Grace took a nap. Unwilling, as she wanted to paint. By the time she woke up, her room looked like this:
Joe had done all of the edging so that he and Grace could go crazy painting the middle of the walls.
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