It hasn’t really been that long since Emma tore something up. It’s just been a really long time since I’ve had enough wherewithal to get my camera out and blog about it. I wouldn’t have had the energy to take these pictures and post them if I could have just cleaned the Sharpie off with a Magic Eraser like I usually do. But this stuff stuck around for weeks. I scrubbed it with every combination of chemicals I could think of… all to no avail.
The rest of my house is nice. I swear. It’s just Emma’s little corner that looks like we live in a crack house. And it’s one of those things, that as soon as I clean it up, I know she’s gonna do something else. So here… welcome to Emma’s world:
The first thing I said when I walked into Emma’s room after her “nap” was something along the lines of, “EMMARACHELO’BRYANT! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!?”
As she would very calmly explain, she was trying to (wait for it…) measure Tinkerbell and, “Her wouldn’t be still.”
Pesky, cheeky little faery. (And I don’t mean Tink.)
Apparently Emma was reenacting the growth chart we have in one of our door frames. And it might have been cute, in an “Oh, those darn kids” kind of way, if it wasn’t so blasted permanent.
Sigh. In all fairness to Emma, she’s not responsible for the hole in the window.
This happened when Aubrey brought home a pet rock from school. Seriously, she had painted it to look like a mouse, it had a tail and little googly eyes and everything… right until Emma asked to see it while they were in bed.
Aubrey didn’t want to get caught OUT of the bed, so she threw it to Emma. Actually she threw it through the window, but she didn’t technically get out of the bed so she was a little confizzled as to why I was SO FREAKIN’ ANGRY, because, “MOOOOOM, I didn’t get out of the bed!”
For. The. Love.
Popped in from Lady Bloggers to say hi!
I cannot believe it – I am not ALONE.
EEP!! I'm so sorry!! I know how that goes. A few years ago, I heard a HUGE crash and my son had THROWN a heavy, metal truck THROUGH his window during naptime. It was shattered. Sheesh… these kids keep us on our toes, don't they?
So where are the sharpies stored now? Far out of reach under lock and key?
Look like it's time to buy some extra rough sand paper and a new thing of white paint.
OH! I have some help. If you scribble over the Sharpie on the window with a dry erase marker, it should wipe off. Hope it works for you; it works on dry erase baords.
@Rebecca I didn't even realize I HAD Sharpies. @Jamie no you are NOT alone!
@Lauren if you are pulling my leg and I try this, I will find you. I have mad stalker skillz.
At least you can honestly say that there is never a dull moment in your life! Good grief those rambunctious kiddos. Now you can give advice on every cleaning product out there!
My kids destroy my house inadvertently too. One of my kids shot his brand new television set with his airsoft gun this past week. Sigh.
I'm not pulling your leg. Give it a try
Emma totally is a crazy little thing, but very creative!! Sorry the marker was permanent!! Get those out of the house!!
MB
McKenzie is quite the little artist herself. I'll take some pics & send them to you. It's so bad, we don't let anyone in her room! We've decided to let her "express" herself and just repaint later.
She likes to "express" herself @ Paw Paw's also. That's when it gets ugly, b/c she tends to love to redecorate things of Mom's….you can imagine Pops' reaction! He's so torn @ those moments. LOL