We are deep in the midst of renovating our kitchen and I was left to paint. Yesterday Manny decided that he would try to help me paint.

He picked up the paint roller, poured out some paint and tried to start painting. I had to explain to him that he could help, but he just had to wait for me so that he didn't get paint on his clothes.

He left the room and returned 2 minutes later-completely naked. He must have noticed my strange look when he said,

"Mama I didn't want to get paint on my clothes"