One day, while waiting for a very very very very very very very long time to be over, my sister and I decided to paint our little hearts out on the living room wall. And then our parents came home.
I don’t know why my parents didn’t recognize two talented Muralists in the making, but the fact is that they were not amused at all. At all. I think the only reason I escaped the corner punishment was because it was bed time.
The next day I was expecting some kind of retribution: to be sent to a gulag or worse – the summer ‘camp’ where I would have to clean potatoes or harvest things, but instead we were greeted with THIS
Wall to wall our bedroom was covered in paper and we had new paints and paint brushes.
Fresh Prince of Bell Air was wrong when he said ‘parents just don’t understand.’ 🙂
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