Sometimes

Sometimes I can be a fun mom.

My kids have asked probably 7,687,452,759 times if they can get their faces painted at any number of the activities, events, fairs, parties, etc. that have offered it.

Always to hear my same response. "No. It will smear. It will make a mess. It will get on your clothes. You'll fall asleep in the car and then ruin your carseat or bed when we get home because it's too late to wash it." Blah, blah, blah, killing their childhood with each reason!

And this time, they all walked by it, didn't even ask for it, didn't even give me a look to hint at it, and it hit me.

They are getting too big to want something this silly. Something that will easily come off.

Should I really care so much about their clothes or the interior of my car as opposed to the happiness it could bring them, while they are still my sweet little babes?

Nope. My babes won't be my babes for long. Their clothes will not stay clear of stains. And my interior is black leather, so I can just wipe it down. So... sometimes, I can be a fun mom.

Just to be clear, I will not give in on making their beds or putting away their things as soon as they are done with it. I'm raising responsible kids to be responsible adults here. I said sometimes!