Put the roller down, Michelle

I've been painting like a mad woman. Part of its spring and I just want clean fresh walls. Then there is the fact that I'm avoiding doing paperwork. And not thinking too deeply about the possessed CD player in my car. Kids are awful. It's humid as hell (I'm assuming that hell is a humid heat, rather than a dry heat).
As of Monday morning, I never want to see another roller again.

My helpers.

A mural in Vivian's room

She wanted fairies and butterflies

An upstairs bathroom. I painted it with the rest of the paint from Logan's room

A post-bath Logan, very happy about his 'geen' room

Oh and I have a blue master bathroom now.