I draped Lily in one of her dad's ratty old shirts and set everything up outside on the patio (no point having this mess in the house) and let her go at it.
She dove right in. No fingers here, full hands playing in paint.
Charlotte was happy the entire time that we were there, which was awesome, so that made everything better.

We have learned that grapes trump water with Lily. Lesson learned. When I want to get Lily to come in out of the pool should offer her a few grapes and I'll get her out of the water without tears.


I'm pretty sure that this will be an activity often repeated this summer.
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