What happens when you have my mother building, painting, and rearranging furniture while the kids are running around? You get chaos. My son walked in the the kitchen on the way to the bathroom and stopped in awe.
"Yea, William, Grammy is making a mess."
He goes potty and comes back out.
He is amazed at the mess but is enjoying the opportunity to "help" Grammy. He hands her 20 nails when she asks for one. It's very cute, but not productive at all.