My friend MaryAnna and I took off yesterday for a short jaunt to Crafts Direct in St. Cloud, leaving behind our beloved cherubs. I felt somewhat guilty leaving behind the kids, so I made a point to purchase something fun for them. I found marker and fuzzy paper sets for a few bucks apiece and brought them home, much to the delight of the kids.
They finished their projects, both beaming proudly at the results. I spied the markers sitting at the table and thought to myself that I should probably put them up high before someone naughty, such as Piper, gets into them. It was supper time and chaotic and I never got around to it.
This morning I paid the price. (I can't upload pics since my computer is down, but me, oh, my, what a mess.)
As I picked up Milo from the baby swing, I noticed a stripe of blue marker running down his white pajamas. I shrugged and walked into the kitchen. Every appliance was covered in blue marker, except for the refrigerator, which was colored purple. I sighed and scrubbed them clean, remembering that I used to do this to my mother day after day when I was a wee tot.
The day went on and I had only confiscated two markers, out of the ten. I went into the bathroom and someone had colored the toilet seat purple. It added a nice touch but I didn't want a purple rear end, so I cleaned that off, too.
I made lunch and as I was bringing it to the table, I noticed someone's fine artwork on the tabletop and the highchair tray, this time in green and red. A little late for Christmas decorations, I mused, and scrubbed it clean. As I sat Princess Piper down in her highchair, her colorful fingers caught my eye, as well as her blue mustache. I sighed, a little more loudly this time, and told myself that if I would have been on the ball and gotten rid of the markers yesterday, this wouldn't be happening.
After lunch, I brought Piper up for a nap and the walls going upstairs looked different. Different, as in, more colorful. Blue and purple and red swirls going along the wall, all the way up. But I couldn't imagine that Piper had the capability of making even swirls. This was the work of someone a little older, such as Tucker. He was playing the computer and I called him over.
"Who did this?" I questioned.
"Um. I'm too busy." he replied.
"Did you do this?" I asked again.
"Um, Pipah did it." he said.
Avery caught wind of the interrogation session, and not one to miss out on any family drama, she made a beeline over to us.
"Mom, Tucker and Piper did that. I saw them do it." she said.
"And you didn't tell me?" I asked.
"No, I forgot. But I'll never do it again and I'm truly sorry." she said.
I handed them both a wet, soapy rag and told them to get to work. Avery was elated at how easily the marker came off, telling me how fun this was and running around the house finding more graffiti to scrub off. She noticed the big picture window in the living room had also been violated and scrubbed that clean.
Perhaps I should purposely color on the walls in the future so that they can get scrubbed clean, if the kids think it's so much fun to do so.
They finished their projects, both beaming proudly at the results. I spied the markers sitting at the table and thought to myself that I should probably put them up high before someone naughty, such as Piper, gets into them. It was supper time and chaotic and I never got around to it.
This morning I paid the price. (I can't upload pics since my computer is down, but me, oh, my, what a mess.)
As I picked up Milo from the baby swing, I noticed a stripe of blue marker running down his white pajamas. I shrugged and walked into the kitchen. Every appliance was covered in blue marker, except for the refrigerator, which was colored purple. I sighed and scrubbed them clean, remembering that I used to do this to my mother day after day when I was a wee tot.
The day went on and I had only confiscated two markers, out of the ten. I went into the bathroom and someone had colored the toilet seat purple. It added a nice touch but I didn't want a purple rear end, so I cleaned that off, too.
I made lunch and as I was bringing it to the table, I noticed someone's fine artwork on the tabletop and the highchair tray, this time in green and red. A little late for Christmas decorations, I mused, and scrubbed it clean. As I sat Princess Piper down in her highchair, her colorful fingers caught my eye, as well as her blue mustache. I sighed, a little more loudly this time, and told myself that if I would have been on the ball and gotten rid of the markers yesterday, this wouldn't be happening.
After lunch, I brought Piper up for a nap and the walls going upstairs looked different. Different, as in, more colorful. Blue and purple and red swirls going along the wall, all the way up. But I couldn't imagine that Piper had the capability of making even swirls. This was the work of someone a little older, such as Tucker. He was playing the computer and I called him over.
"Who did this?" I questioned.
"Um. I'm too busy." he replied.
"Did you do this?" I asked again.
"Um, Pipah did it." he said.
Avery caught wind of the interrogation session, and not one to miss out on any family drama, she made a beeline over to us.
"Mom, Tucker and Piper did that. I saw them do it." she said.
"And you didn't tell me?" I asked.
"No, I forgot. But I'll never do it again and I'm truly sorry." she said.
I handed them both a wet, soapy rag and told them to get to work. Avery was elated at how easily the marker came off, telling me how fun this was and running around the house finding more graffiti to scrub off. She noticed the big picture window in the living room had also been violated and scrubbed that clean.
Perhaps I should purposely color on the walls in the future so that they can get scrubbed clean, if the kids think it's so much fun to do so.
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