Sticky bits

I'm having a new kitchen floor laid in a couple of weeks, so now's the time to re-paint the kitchen. Last time, Kieron was on hand asking to help.....hmmm, little boys and emulsion...that's a bit scary.
Although I'm keeping the same colour, it's going to be hard because in several places are bits of lime marmalade. Kieron ate lots of lime marmalade, although I was generally under instruction to avoid putting the lumpy bits on his toast, so even though I was careful about digging out the zest, once Kieron finished his toast there would be a sticky edging of lime zest round the edge where I'd missed bits.
Kieron's knowledge of lime marmalade was quite impressive...it had to be Roses, no other one was the same. Curiously enough, with each pregnancy I've eaten lime marmalade on toast for breakfast. I don't normally eat in the mornings but when pregnant I did.
As Kieron got older, he made his own breakfast. It was always cereal, porridge or toast. With lime marmalade. And lots of bits round the edge of his plate.
Any bits that got stuck on his fingers ended up being flicked off, with total disinterest in where they landed. Hence I've found some on my under-stairs cupboard door, above my kitchen door, above his brother's bedroom door.....and they are still there. I can't bring myself to remove these still-sticky nuggets of Kieron's past breakfasts. So I need to paint round them. Very carefully.

There are Kieron's fingerprints round the light switches, how they got there I don't know. Kieron's idea of putting a light on was to whack the switch with the flat of his hand. But these fingerprints are part of Kieron. A little boy who was always grubby because there was always something new to explore...a shed to climb on, a fence to scale, jam to flick. So I will have a freshly painted kitchen with sticky, grubby bits...Kieron's sticky, grubby bits.