What She Shovels

I was having a near perfect day. Great coffee, a few errands, a couple of chores, lunch with a friend, finished the prework for a quilt class I’m taking this weekend, kids both had outstanding days at school, they cleaned the bathroom when we got home, we had a snack, watched part of a movie, read books, did a little rough housing, had dinner on the stove when Mike walked in, was doing the 2 minute update and hand off to Mike before leaving to the last tutoring session with my favorite student, when my 4 yo strode into the kitchen nonchalantly with blood red hands.

Suffice it to say, red tie dye is not finger paint, no matter what you call it or how you use it, and I was late for work.