Norah Paints, and Mommy's OCD is at Ease

Today, Norah became a real kid. I finally....finally, got her some paint. I honestly feel as if I've deprived her of something so quintessential, but it's not been for a lack of trying. I've seen the paint sets, I've seen the paintbrushes...what I needed was the tarp. The protective plastic sheet that would save our rental-carpet and the balcony, from....... water-based, washable paint. Yes, I know this is absurd but I couldn't fully get on board with the mess of painting until I felt protected. =) And today, after months of looking, I finally found a "crayola paint tarp"! Wayne keeps asking me, "Should we look for a protective bubble online or do you think we could find one in a store??". Guilty? Yes.....but clean? Yes, again.