Five Minutes

Tonight, after dinner, I was unloading/reloading the dishwasher.

In that five minutes, Alice took ALL of her clothes off, peed and pooped on the floor in the playroom, and then picked up a black crayon (not of the washable variety), and colored all over the wall in the stairwell. Followed by a purple colored pencil.

Alice's Artwork

Thank goodness for Mr. Clean Magic Eraser (cleaned the wall AND the nasty baseboards — mmmmm, wintertime makes the house so pretty), but I will be repainting that wall next week. Some of the crayon is still visible, and there are a few other places that have sustained other child-related damage that need repainting, too.

Every single crayon that is not or might not be washable has been thrown away. Even brand new ones. It’s just too freaking risky. I considered throwing ALL crayons away completely, but decided that was too harsh — Helen doesn’t need to be punished when I don’t think she’s ever colored on the walls.


Daaaaaaaaaaaaamn, that child is efficient.

4 thoughts on “Five Minutes”

  1. You’ll be happy to know I intercepted a package of non-washable Crayons from Helen yesterday. They are hidden in my car currently and will be disposed of in an undisclosed secure location.

  2. It is truly amazing how much damage one child can do in such a short amount of time. I always get nervous when any of mine get quiet.

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