When I was a kid my sister and I were supposed to paint the shed and cellar for my parents. We decided it would be funny or cool to paint the shingles. Yeah, my parents were mad. I think Dad yelled something at us like "We can't have nothing nice with you guys around!"
So flash forward 20 years. We are planning to try to sell our house starting this week. Gioia asked me if they could paint today. I said, well ok, but we will do it outside. After lunch she goes to get the paints. I was nursing the baby and I said, Paint outside on paper! She says ok! This is my first mistake. My second was letting them continue unattended for 10 minutes. Next she starts to come in the house with green paint on her feet. I stop her and go see what is up. OH MY GOSH! They had painted themselves (expected) and the wooden swingset (not expected). WTF?! So I get to spend the next 15 minutes hosing it off and hoping that it comes off and does make the swingset look like crap. Then I get to wash them off with the cold garden hose (I only did their feet.) After that I stuck them in the shower.
Oh and Dominic decided to shove on the screen making it rip out of the frame. SO I get to fix that in the next couple days as well. Nice.