Michelle is cleaning out some tubs of junk in the laundry room, and then suddenly this happened.
M: I have a lot of paint. We should paint something.
L: (quizzical stare)
M: (holds up 2 bags of paint)
L: What do you want us to paint?
M: (looks around and settles on the dog for a few seconds, looks back at me with her eyebrows raised.)
L: You're not painting the dog.
M: I also have a lot of glitter.