And there I was again.
Struggling between laughing and crying at the painful yet hilarious sight that has stroke my eyes just too many times.

My little Picasso, AKA Alicia, using my foundation creamer and it’s brush to create her morning painting on the newly painted walls.

WWWAhhhhh is of course the first reaction that comes to my mind.
But right before those screams are uttered the voice in my head shouts at me telling me to be careful not to hurt her feelings for I might just oppress the talents of a rising artist.

But I’m a mom! And man we shout…
Aliciaaaaa, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
She looks at me with her big brown sparkling eyes that make me forget just any bad deed she has done or might even do In the future.
“Hiiii mommy, Alicia ecrit ABC” she says to me meaning that Alicia is writing.
Well yeah Alicia I can see that loud and clear but writing is not supposed to be done with my makeup on the walls
Please help me, how am I to encourage the actions of my daughter without it having negative impact on my mental health for I’m going crazy