Another masterpiece.

Paint, paint, paint.

Mug, mug, mug.

Photo bomb.

"Careful, Mama..."

"...there's paaaaaaint on this brush!"
Hmm. Was that a threat?

Now me! Me, me, me!

"No, ME! Me, me, ME!"

Painting break.

Roughly three minutes of blessedly-quiet concentration.
Three minutes? I'm being generous.

"Done!" Another masterpiece in the bag.

Nice.

Paint! Paint on my hands! (Or as Haven would say, "Daint!")

"Off! Daint off!"

A few minutes later...

Quiet time. Two spooning sisters watching a movie, having some juice.


Sweet silence.


You would think that painting would also be quiet. If only. Good thing they're so adorable, the snuggly little snuggle bugs.