Filthy

I just spent the last 7 hours painting. I painted the back entryway, the ceiling, the boys' bathroom, the stairwell to the upstairs, and the stairwell to the downstairs, as well as several of the basement walls. I was on a rampage, and I have to admit that my arms, feet, hair and clothing were covered with white paint. When the boys came home from camping, I told them that under NO CIRCUMSTANCES were they to get these newly clean walls messy again. Quinn popped of with this:

Q: "Well, it's not like you're exactly clean yourself, Mom. LOOK at you!"