I just can't get the paint to look even.
I berated myself for not sanding 1st even though the Lowe's man said a primer would be just fine...no sanding needed.
Liar, liar, pants on fire, Mr. Lowe's man!
As I rounded the corner from our side yard to the front yard, I found my fun-time Charlie just doin' his thing.
He's good like that.
He's stuck in the middle.
Being the easy one is his destiny according to master psychologists.
As I watched him in his element, oblivious to my spying eye and camera, he built and executed those train tracks like it was nobody's business.
He didn't need company. He didn't need praise. He was absorbed in his 5 year old world.
Just like he should be.
That's what being 5 is all about.