Sunday, November 20, 2005

Mr. Clean, you're my hero!

Well, it's been a pretty typical Sunday morning around here. I did laundry while our eldest daughter did chores to work off a $20 phone bill she accrued. Did you know it actually costs money when you call someone's cell phone? And three way calling is $.75 a pop. Live and learn. As she was picking up crayons off the kitchen table, our daughter throws a Sharpie in the crayon bucket. In perfect cosmic timing I'm in the basement doing laundry, older sis is busy with chores, and hubby falls asleep in the living room just as baby girl grabs said Sharpie from the crayon bucket. She managed to get the radiator, walls, and TV before hubby woke up. Three Mr. Clean Magic Erasers later and the mess was gone but my wrist will never be the same. The sad part is that I still have walls to scrub from a couple of weeks ago when she found a Marks-a-Lot Marker. Never a dull moment in this house!


Blogger Darryl Masterson said...

Dang that comfy chair!!

the worst was waking up and seeing her drawing on the TV...

kids, gotta love em... right..?

1:24 PM  
Anonymous Jenn said...

She's pretty darn fast. Where the heck did all these permanant markers come from, anyway?

6:01 AM  
Blogger foxymama said...

Ah, life with artists is always difficult. The urge to create can strike so suddenly... ~;^0

5:20 PM  
Anonymous Jenn said...

Maybe some day she'll earn us some money!

6:41 AM  

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