Jul 10 2006
Why I Don’t Have Kids Yet
Because if my kids did this with a gallon of white paint…

…I’d kill ‘em.
Well not literally kill ‘em. Don’t be stupid. You know what I mean.
Found on Boing Boing
Jul 10 2006
Because if my kids did this with a gallon of white paint…

…I’d kill ‘em.
Well not literally kill ‘em. Don’t be stupid. You know what I mean.
Found on Boing Boing
July 11th, 2006 at 11:40 am
Ya see, my question is where were the parents during this ‘playtime’? And why wasn’t the paint put away properly? I just finished painting my daughters room blue. The paint cans? Put away properly where my younger kids couldn’t get in to it. And when my kids are playing, I always know where they are and what they are playing with. It’s called WATCHING YOUR CHILDREN. Sometimes that means not being able to watch tv programs uninterupted, or playing a game on the computer without having to pause every five seconds, or cutting a phone conversation short when the kids are being too noisy. The parents of the children in the picture above need to take some parenting classes if this is the kind of stuff their kids are doing on a regular basis. Children need boundaries - and paint is definitely out of bounds for children. What if the kids drank the paint thinking it was milk?
The picture may be funny to some, but for me it’s something that angers me.
July 11th, 2006 at 3:18 pm
You should see the red paint on our stairs! As hard as those things are to get open, you’d never believe a 2-year-old could manage it. And, for the record, there is only a small spot on the carpet because I was right behind her after I heard her climb for something while I was in the bathroom. Sometimes even mommies have to pee.
July 11th, 2006 at 9:30 pm
I smell a rat. I think the whole thing is staged. It’s probably paste.
July 11th, 2006 at 11:57 pm
This is great!
One year on a family trip from BC to Ontario my sister (who is 5 yrs younger than me) played with magic markers. She was in diapers at the time (so probably 2 yrs old) and I was just 7 or so. Marker EVERYWHERE. My parents threw an old sheet over the back seat and a 6 inch foam (this was before wearing a seatbelt was mandatory) so we could sit or lay down. There wasn’t one inch that wasn’t covered in marker. Both parents put earplugs in and let us go to town. We got out of the car in Saskatoon and everyone laughed. Head to toe with multi-colored markers.
This picture is probably staged but I think it’s hilarious. The whole comment about kids thinking it’s milk? Gimme a break! Give kids a bit more credit than that! My sister got into white paint when she was 2 (same year we were on that trip) and had paint all over her when my mom turned her back - but she didn’t drink it. She knew it wasn’t milk and those kids probably did too! That’s the worst thing adults can do, is to give kids such little credit and over react to things like this.
Parents - RELAX!