My mom painted the whole house blue when the rest of us went on a motorcycle camp out without her. (She's a wimp and didn't want to come with us.) And she even painted the ceiling blue. And the trampoline. Oh, and our playhouse outside, the basketball pole, the picnic table, the shed, and the walls inside our home. COUNTRY blue. True Story. And we all had to lie and tell her it looked good, or else... and then help her paint the trim of our house the following weekend the same blue. We hated it. And we did tease her a little about it, but we never let her know how much we despised it.
I now wonder if it was revenge for leaving her behind??
I now wonder if it was revenge for leaving her behind??
oh wow, that is too funny. how long did it stay that blue?
ReplyDeleteSounds like revenge. Where were you living at the time?
ReplyDeleteI love the post about Dylan singing! I'm with B; you have to laugh! That's what makes life so enjoyable! I can't wait until Ashlyn talks in complete sentences! By the way, you don't need to have pictures when you quote your kids! The text is awesome enough! :) Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteIt stayed that blue until they moved out... I think my brother still has the blue trampoline. :)
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