{"id":1293,"date":"2011-05-03T01:01:44","date_gmt":"2011-05-03T01:01:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/booksbylyncote.com\/SWBS\/?p=1293"},"modified":"2011-05-02T16:47:22","modified_gmt":"2011-05-02T16:47:22","slug":"death-by-painting-a-humorous-family-story-to-celebrate-mothers-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/booksbylyncote.com\/SWBS\/uncategorized\/death-by-painting-a-humorous-family-story-to-celebrate-mothers-day","title":{"rendered":"Death by Painting-a Humorous Family Story to Celebrate Mother’s Day!"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Today I’m sharing a humorous family story to celebrate Mother’s Day, titled “Death by Painting<\/strong>.” I’m also telling another humorous story at the eharlequin.com<\/a> site, titled “Grandma Fastbinder’s Naughty Love Affair with Limburger Cheese.”<\/strong><\/a> Also another author who has been my guest here previously Leann Harris<\/strong> is also posting a humorous family story on the Craftie Ladies of Romance Blog<\/a> today, titled a Tribute to Mom.<\/strong> After reading it however, with my less ironic sense of humor, I’d have titled it “Two Generations of Bad Hair Days”<\/strong> So don’t miss hers too! Funny.<\/p>\n

Well, here’s Death by Painting, a true story from my family<\/span>.<\/p>\n

When we lived in Iowa, our house weathered to the point that it needed to be repainted. Our son was around 12 and our daughter around 9 and I was around—oh, wait, that’s not germane to the story. Anyway I told my dh that we wouldn’t leave it all on his paint-spattered shoulders. We’d all do our parts.<\/p>\n

While my dh would paint the big parts, I would sand and paint the trim around the doors and windows. Our son and daughter would paint the foundation and our son would paint the shed to match the house.<\/p>\n

I was on the back deck painting a window which lay on newspaper on the picnic table there. From the corner of my eye, I noted that my son was not in the mood to paint. In fact, as I continue moving my brush in even strokes, I watched him “play-act” falling off the ladder.<\/p>\n

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I thought, “You little monkey, I’m not going to take that bait.” I put my brush down and went into the house and got my camera. I proceeded to go out to the “body” lying on the ground and clicked a few shots. Then I announced, “I’m going to call these pictures, Death by Painting<\/span><\/strong>.<\/p>\n

What do you think his reaction was? He hopped up all smiles and then went back to painting without another complaint.<\/p>\n

KIDS!!!<\/p>\n

What they won’t do for a little attention.<\/strong> My son and daughter always needed what I called “creative” disciplining from time to time.<\/p>\n

I plan to tell this story on my son for years to come! Do you have a funny story you could share here?Why not and maybe win a book?<\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I’m going to give away two copies of Daddy in the Making today to any who leave a family story here. <\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

And I’m giving away more to those who visit and read about my clever Grandma Fastbinder!<\/a> Join the fun!<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
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