We had a fire in the fireplace. Our little pyromaniac, erm, son was mesmerized and he was a great listener about how close he was allowed to get. It was quite the low-stress experience, despite the fire and all.

Then right before bed we noticed that a certain kitten has a turquoise paw. Crap! Turns out he stepped in the paint but instead of walking out of the storage room and up the stairs my little genius wandered around the storage room until his paw was completely dry. Thank Goodness!!