And Grandma pulled out the paint set and the brushes, and the water, and RubySue set to work making a masterpiece (probably a picture of a twister), telling a story the whole time she painted.
And then Fluffy sat down at the table with a paint brush, and the paints, and grandma said, “Do you need a piece of paper?”
And she said, “NO, I fine. Thank you.”
Okay. Stop. Stop right there. You are sitting at Grandma’s house, in the kitchen, with a paintbrush, paint, and NO PAPER. And you’re fine? Let me just stick this paper here under your paintbrush because you ARE NOT FINE. We know you. And love you. And we don’t want the walls and the table and the chairs and the dog DIFFERENT colors. You fine all right. Sheesh.
Have some paper.