What’s the Worst?

This morning I got back from my workout and collapsed on my bed. The kids were watching Frozen in the living room. They had their cups of milk and all was calm. So I fell asleep. What’s the worst that could happen?

Turns out the worst that could happen is that Grady would find the paints I’d been saving for a rainy day. He would recruit Annie Bea to help him paint the living room floor, rug and coffee table… and Annie Bea’s pants. Then Jason would walk into the room, through the paint and track it all over the house. Then grady would panic and try to hide the evidence by washing it all down (all over) the bathroom sink. Then I would hear Jason screaming, “Who painted the couch?”
That’s the worst that could happen.

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