Five minutes.
Five minutes was all it took for me to come out of my bedroom to find a Beige #3 explosion.
Foundation everywhere.
The couch.
The carpet.
The stairs.
The entryway rug.
The table.
The toy car.
The pillows.
More toys.
His shirt.
And all over his cute little face.
Here I was complaining about the terrible twos and I realized just this morning that Grant will only be two for three more months.
So for now, I'll kiss his cute orange cheeks and savor these days.
....while I clean up all the orange that is elsewhere.
and by elsewhere, I mean everywhere.
*sigh*
-C