I have mentioned on occasion that we love dips- ketchup, ranch, BBQ. Fin eats sauces by the spoonful. Literally. So it should come as no surprise that when my darlings saw open latex paint they assumed they had found the mother of all dips...


This is why renovations and toddlers do NOT mix. I should add, however, that Fin really enjoyed her Thin Mint (yes, those are Thin Mints swimming in the blue and green) with paint. I had to wrestle it out of her mouth. I should have known to be hyper vigilant when, during our first renovation projects over the summer, Parker found the bucket of drywall mud while in his walker and I found him eating it by the handful...mmm.

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POSTSCRIPT: The paint cans were open to let them dry out so I can put them on my curb (this is the proper disposal method, or so I've read). The paint was in a very tall (or not tall enough) cardboard box on our back porch that I thought was impossible for little hands to reach. We were putting on shoes when I realized I forgot our milk cups. I was gone for 2.2 seconds when the dippage occurred. No, I do not leave my children unattended with gallons of latex paint and cookies. Promise.