Thursday, August 18, 2005

Paint the town . . .

I wish I had thought to take a picture! I don't think you can imagine the redness of the kitchen when I came around the corner to find the little red girl crying as she stood on the red purgo floor in front of the open red refrigerator. I didn't have a mirror handy, but I'd wager that my face turned some shade of red too when I realized what happened.

I also have to say that I deserve the Most Insensitive Dad Award for making such a big deal out of how this wouldn't have happened if she had been paying attention when I said, "just get a glass and I'll help you."

Oh well. No use crying over . . . uugh! Bad analogy. I guess one bright spot is that it gave me a chance to demonstrate what it looks like to humble yourself, admit you were wrong, and ask for forgiveness. I'm always telling the girls to do that. Yesterday I got to model it.

The other bright spot is under the base board of the fridge. :-)