Bailey convinced Mommy that she wanted to take a nap on Wednesday afternoon. Mommy was eternally grateful for this notion because she too was extremely tired, especially with her sinus troubles. A nap sounded absolutely wonderful. Bailey suggested Mommy's bed, so they went to lie down together. Mommy awoke less than thirty minutes later to Bailey nudging her from the bedside mentioning something about a cookie.
Out of the corner of her eyes, Mommy could see that there was something different about Bailey. She seemed much more colorful than usual, which was odd, considering the lack of clothing. Mommy scooped Bailey up and put her in the bathroom and shut the door knowing something had gone terribly wrong. Mommy had been tricked into a nap, and Bailey had not napped at all. No, Bailey instead had put a chair to the kitchen counter and found something absolutely dreadful. She had found food coloring and the food coloring had found Bailey's skin. This wasn't just any food coloring either, this was neon colored food coloring and Bailey was now brighter than a neon sign. Apparently she can also open the bathroom door quite easily, and came to find Mommy while Mommy searched the premises, evaluating the damage, which was mostly just Bailey's skin. Her nose may be fuchsia forever but I've never seen bath water so beautiful.
Daddy put the blame on Bailey's favorite book, I Ain't Gonna Paint No More.
How appropriate that tomorrow she is scheduled to visit Ol' St. Nick. Do blue hands go on the naughty list or the nice list? I've long since forgotten.
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