Wanna watch Elaine FLY out of bed to see the carnage?
Helen is very good at this. Today, she came up to me and announced, “I’m a good artist, Mommy! Look at my fingernails! I painted them.”
Oh, NO.
At first in my slumber-haze, I thought it was just nail polish remover, because she’s been obsessed with cotton balls lately. No such luck. She actually did manage to get a bottle of nail polish open and she painted her nails.
Thankfully, she used clear polish, and stayed in the bathroom to do it.
I immediately put all nail polish in the linen closet on a shelf up over MY head, in a basket, out of sight, in a difficult-to-reach spot. And I may move them from there today since she saw where I put them.
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I dropped a bottle of cherry red nail polish and it burst into a thousand pieces. Needless to say my mother was very upset but we got it all cleaned up.
Not cool, Joanna the Klutz. Not cool.
Oh Lord! Ha! I totally feel like I’m getting flashes of what my future holds…Emma will definately do something like that.
Helen or Alice (not sure which) dumped a bottle of bright red (Whore Red) Revlon nail polish all over their play table downstairs one night while Alicia was over here. Alicia, bless her heart, came upstairs all calm to get paper towels, as I was getting ready to leave to go somewhere. She didn’t want to stress me out. When the paper towels didn’t do it, she came up and told me what had happened, and was obviously quite concerned about what my reaction would be. My reaction was kind of, “Huh. Hm. Let’s see. You think a Magic Eraser would get that?”
For the record, it won’t.
Nail polish remover did it, and it didn’t wreck the finish on the table, either. Apparently nail polish remover isn’t QUITE strong enough to remove polyurethane.
But I was absolutely NOT mad at Alicia — because I know my kids and I know it was just one of those things that happens when you have curious (and unusually smart, right RaRa?) kids. 🙂
And Kelley, you’re right. I think you might even be doomed for worse things, because Helen’s MUCH more timid than Emma is. Jury’s still out on Theo, though. I’ll reserve judgment on him until I get to meet him. 😀
“The Women” left our mark in the back hall of the Playhouse, when a bottle of “Jungle Red” polish was spilled. And we all kind of stood around and marveled at how red it truly was, all the while, it was staining the floor.
Ah, to leave your mark.. 🙂
Oh, that’s a good line. I love those lines that strike fear in the hearts of mothers…get the adrenaline pumping. Ranks right up there with “I think I’m going to throw up” and “I just swallowed money.”
Ugh.
“I just swallowed money”????
I know, I know, my time is coming. But I just HOWLED at that one… 😀
We haven’t had spilled nail polish. We’ve had “generously applied” nail polish.
The only thing swallowed that wasn’t food was an eraser. Big sister INSISTED that she get it back when it appeared in the diaper. Until it did. Didn’t quite grasp the concept of what it came out WITH when it came out again….
When I need to move the fastest is when I can’t hear a thing. Emma does this silent scream thing when she is REALLY hurt. Of course…. doesn’t do her any good…. and sadly, it is REALLY comical to look at….