"Now honey just remember we can't use permanent markers again okay?"
"Okay grandma," said Lita as she fussed about with her grandma's face.
"Okay sweetie because last time, oh it really was… an experience, you know what I mean? I was trying to get that paint off my face for such a long time." said grandma Jan.
Lita smiled at this. "Did people give you funny looks when they saw you?" she asked.
"Oh yes," said Jan, "I remember... your grandpa made fun of me for a whole straight week"
Lita giggled. "I am really going to make you a princess this time" she said with an over-enthusiasm only fitted for six-year-olds.
"Yeah? A pretty princess?" asked Jan.
"The most pretties princess I ever seen" said Lita.
Juan chose this moment to make an entrance into the living room where grandma and granddaughter where playing make up.
"Hey Lita you wanna come play spaceships with me? Dad just dropped off a whole bunch of boxes in the garage!"
"No thank you, I am turning grandma into a pretty princess"
At this, grandma looked at Juan. "Do you want to join us, Whuan?" she asked.
Juan hesitated in front of the couch for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. "Okay," he said, then joined the girls on the sofa. "But can I turn grandma into a pirate next?"
"No!" screamed Lita as she gave Juan an angry look.
"Hey," Jan intervened. "It's okay honey, maybe I can be a princess pirate, wouldn't that be fun?" She looked at Juan, who nodded enthusiastically, but Lita was not having it. She crossed her arms and frowned. "I don't want you to be a pirate princess, only want you to be a princes!"
"Well honey—" Jan started to say before she was cut off by Lita's scream.
"NO! I DON'T WANT A PIRATE!"
When it looked like things were going to escalate, Pete walked into the room.
"Hey what's going on?" he asked.
"Lita wants to paint grandma into a princess but I want to turn her into a pirate", said Juan. His lack of any sort of apology did not go unnoticed for Pete, who was proud of how far his son had come. "Oh sweetheart," he said as he approached Lita. "Remember what we talked about? Sharing is caring. You have to share grandma Jan with your brother, alright?"
Lita looked at her dad in a defeated manner, sighed, and reluctantly said "okay".
Pete smiled and gave her a kiss. Lita was daddy's little girl and he knew it, using this to his advantage when it came to parent her. He ruffled Juan's hair, asking if he wanted to play with the boxes next, to which Juan said yes please, but only once he was done with grandma Jan. Once Pete had left, grandma Jan turned to her grandchildren.
"So which colors do you want to use?"