I am a master painter...

... and I’m looking for a mate.

The playhouse needs a coat of paint

Wiwi will soon find this in the person of her boyfriend. Full of motivation and swiftly, they get to work - a bit too fast, though. The windows weren’t even taped yet and the 6- and 3-year-olds are already carelessly painting everywhere. So no more white window frames, and try explaining to the almost 3-year-old that the window panes don’t need a coat (*But it rains in here too*). Daddy runs back and forth, trying to save what can still be saved. Mommy sits inside the little house, breathing in the fumes, nearly hallucinating and annoyed that the white wood stain is anything but opaque (grrr, so still not the know-it-all in the handyman field 🙈). And then, after half an hour, the little ones give up and the big two paint over everything again - goodbye spotted artistry. Daddy thinks it’s great, yet another joint project, and Mommy rolls her eyes 🤣. As a reward, there's pizza for everyone for dinner...