One room down, one more to go.
Ava's room was transformed from purple to blue today. Each pass of the roller covered something it seemed. Over the patch where she glued a picture to the wall with my dollar store scrapbook glue, over Owen's graffiti,
and over the remaining green paint. On the walls anyway. The carpet is still destroyed.
Barring other spontaneous creative outbursts, I have no immediate plans to paint again for at least a couple of years.
I'm watching you, Picasso.
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