When I walked in the door I was greeted by two boys with their faces painted.
Although the paint was getting a bit 'worn' by then and they were looking more like The Joker...
But still, they were wearing their clown faces painted by papa proudly.
Even when he's home from work because he's ill he can do cool stuff with his sons. I'm impressed!
So why didn't I ever think of doing face painting with them?...
It didn't take long for his seemingly constant dribble to start making the paint run around his mouth.
And also from around his eyes from tears shed while being picked on/sat on/hit on by his older brother.
But even though there are tears there is also plenty of laughter.
And a whole lotta love.
Because they are brothers.
*Disclaimer: all photos in this post are taken by my husband who has proved, without a doubt, that he is - indeed - super cool.