If you give a mom a paintbrush, she might ask for a can of white paint to go with it.
If you give her the white paint, she might go inside your bedroom and paint the trim around your windows.
While she's painting the trim, she might notice that the closet door could use a little touch-up.
While touching up the closet door, she might realize the touch-up has to be extended to make it all blend.
While blending, the mom might notice that your dresser could also use a face lift.
Then she might paint the front of all your dresser drawers.
While painting the drawers, some paint might accidentally end up on your new pair of pants (but just a smidge).
And then the mom will realize it's time to call it quits (but not until the drawers have been fully painted.)
Ahhh, the joys of selling a house! (In case you didn't know, we are trying to sell our home. Clint has a job offer back in CA working with my Dad. It's a tough market, but we feel like this is what we're supposed to be doing. Of course, keeping the home semi-immaculate for weeks on end while homeschooling 5 children will all just be for fun and games if we're wrong; then we'll stay in this beautiful place and enjoy the friends and neighbors we love!)
