I've been a little depressed about having to hand back my wonderful secret service hearing aides on Tuesday. I felt like yelling out "Damn it Chloe!" in my best Jack Bauer voice about 20 times a day, but then everyone would have looked at me like I was crazier than usual.
Okay, so that's no excuse for not blogging, but its all I've got!
Last night Alaina went into the hallway just before bath time and was quietly playing by herself. I just assumed that she was taunting one of the cats, when I heard Jeff say, "OH ALAINA!" in his best 'I'm disappointed in you' voice.
I hustled over to see what the problem was and I just about hyperventilated as I tried to contain my laughter. Alaina was sitting in the middle of the hallway with markers all over the floor and had been drawing on the wall.
ON THE WALL! Jeff was just hitting his stride of "I spent a lot of time painting these walls and making sure they looked nice" and "I'm going to have to paint . ." when I walked over with a wet wash cloth and wiped the wall clean.
Then I turned to Alaina, who was putting on her best "I'm going to cry because I got caught" performance, and cut her Oscar-worthy tears short with a simple, "Alaina, we don't color on walls, that's what your beautiful coloring books are for. Go into the bathroom and we'll start your bath" Then I ran upstairs to laugh until I cried because my daughter did something as cliche as draw on the walls.
Of course, I had to get a few laughs at my husband's clueless-ness about the wonders of washable markers. I tried to take a picture of the marks, but Alaina hadn't gotten far enough for them to show up on a picture. Darn.
3 comments:
Remember my Sharpie on the windows post? Maybe you should show that one to Jeff! :-)
Drawing on the wall...another milestone for dear Alaina's baby book. My Mason draws on something (furniture, desk, table, walls, tile...) pretty much weekly. Some of our are more washable than others. It's hard to keep up!
Oooh . . . that's a good one. I just love it when they are naughty in a laughable way. And right there is the reason that NOTHING but washable markers passed into our house for many years.
Although you should ask Rich why I've had Sharpie on my kitchen table for five years now.
Daddy's do it their way and Mommy's do it the right way...........that's just a joke. Glad the walls were okay.
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