Thursday, July 23, 2009

Pretending your kids don't exist

...is only a good idea while you're hanging out with your bff in another part of the house or escaping into the blog world. But, remember, every action has it's consequences. Some not so bad. Like five kids grabbing every available pillow, couch cushion, blanket and stuffed animal to build forts to play house in. A huge mess but fairly easy to clean up.



Then we move on to the bigger things. Like a 2-year-old who thinks plain white counter tops are SO boring (just like mom thinks) and decides to do a design intervention with a green and purple Sharpie adding decorative swirls along the edges of said counter tops. But, since it really does need a design intervention, I'm tempted to let her finish the rest of the counter top edges.


Then there's this.


(These are post spray-and-wash treatment, hence the wet look. Which didn't help. In case you were wondering.)


ARGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!

It needed no intervention. It was perfectly lovely the way it was. As mad as I am about this, I can't help but admire how precise the stamps are placed on the polk-a-dots and even staying within the flowers. It's tough raising budding young artists.

6 comments:

Jamie said...

Urrgggg. It is a very nice quilt. I'm sorry there's added decoration. Good job not killing your kids though!

Cami said...

What a positive attitude you have!

Eric and Hannah said...

Wow! I wish I could be so positive about something like that!! However, she add her own touch to the blankets. You should post a picture of your counter!!

Emily Youngdell said...

Oh man, I would be upset too! You do have a good attitude about it though.
I found a lovely ink stain on our couch the other day, courtesy of Haley. ARGH...

Ashlee said...

Oh Sophie! Good thing for her she is so cute! And she must just be creative like her mom :) Porter colored all over my couch the other day with a purple pen. Luckily it came off for the most part. Fun times.

Tams Family said...

Oh Angie! All I could do was laugh. The adventures of motherhood.