I'm glad we had this nice relaxing moment. It was a great predecessor to the hell that was our afternoon. I had cleverly bought a toy for my daughter at the Dollar Tree that had red paint inside of it, and naturally, within 24 hours, it was destroyed. All over her room. And our new carpeting. Not to mention her bed. I cried and scrubbed, then scrubbed and cried some more. In the end, after much carpet cleaner, hot water and even vinegar, we've been left with a great deal of pink carpet.
Why did I buy the toy? One word: Jackass.