Bumming around

I went out to the place of my parental units today. I did a bunch of practicing for my upcoming voice exam, which is good, since I have a lot to work on. It would have been nice if they hadn't suddenly changed the curriculum after I bought the books. Not that learning everything in a month isn't fun, but I do have other things to do. Well, sometimes, anyways. Like making cookies yesterday. It had to be done.

My niece and nephew spent an hour this morning jumping off the trampoline at me while flailing their pointy little limbs in the proximity of my eyes. I'm lucky I wear glasses most of the time, because those kids have it in for me. Then they spent another half hour trying to "paint" my face with the grubby paintbrush they found lying around outside. I now have a whole whack of teddy bears, various farm animals, a motorcycle, hair, glasses, and an extra belly button painted on my body, thankfully in invisible paint. If they'd found real paint lying around on the ground, I'd have been really sad.

Since there was only one paintbrush and two kids, there was some whining about who got to use it, till I convinced my nephew that, since there was no paint, he could use a stick to get the same effect. Mental note for next time: having kids poke at my eyes with a paintbrush is infinitely preferable to having them poke at them with a stick.