Paul and I make a good team. We each have our strengths, and eventually we get around to admitting our weaknesses. It only takes us a little bit to sync with one another and stop grouching and just get the job done. And we only very rarely resort to just ignoring one another for a little bit until the other finally admits that it was actually YOUR idea that worked. ...
We make a good team.
This was very apparent yesterday, as we painted over our daughter's very colorful room (me, with a heavy heart). Here are just a few of the tidbits from our adventures:
Laura: *Surprised yelp*
Paul: What happened?
Laura: I got paint on my eye! *begins to lift the tail of her shirt up to wipe the paint off*
Paul: DON'T GET PAINT ON MY SHIRT!!
Laura: ....
Laura: Oops.
Paul: ...what happened?
Laura: ...nothing.
Paul: *goes back to work*
Laura: Hey, Paul?
Paul: Ya?
Laura: Can you go turn the power off? Quickly?
Laura: Oops.
Paul: What happened?
Laura: ...nothing.
Paul: ...What happened?
Laura: Nothing! ...but we are carpeting this floor right?
Laura: Oops.
Paul: How about you go clean out the fridge? I'll finish this.
Laura: ...are you sure?
Paul: YES.
Laura: .... I love you?
Paul: Go.
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