Millas pov*
I was finally in Chicago, as much as I loved California it was always so hot and humid and the last thing we needed was an overheating and fussy Owen.
As I was cooking it slipped past my Mind that I had to go sign up Owen for kindergarten, as I served the breakfast I could hear. Quiet, as I looked around the living room and saw Owen with paint all over his hands, painting my walls, I grabbed his hands and said " OWEN NATHANIEL MANNING you do not pain on my walls with paint!" I picked him up and took him into the bathroom and planed him on the floor and said " do not touch anything owen." I turned the water on and filled it up slightly and placed Owen in there and let him play until he got the paint off his hands. When I placed him down for a nap I called scarlet.
Scarlet: hey sweetheart how are you
Milla: I'm living Owen
just recently got into painting
My walls.
Exc
At the end of the call*
Scarlets pov*
I was trying to clean the house when I got a call from milla asking me for advice on how to stop Owen from painting on her walls, I just told her to tell him that painting on the walls with show Santa he's not a good boy.