My house is never perfectly clean. I am pretty OCD when it comes to clutter and chaos. Can't handle it. Things HAVE to be JUST SO. I can't help it. And then....I had my daughter. She is beautiful. I love her with all my heart. But she drives me crazy. Most days I just give up. As I've said before...my motto has become "Pick and choose your battles". I clean up and she follows behind me like a tornado. So, unless you show up at my house during nap time {which is also my mad dash to clean up before she wakes up and dirties it up all over again} my house will NOT be clean. It is one of the main reasons I am SO excited to have the basement done. The mess will be down there and when people show up they will think I am AMAZING because my house will "appear" to be clean. :0)
This is my dear, dear daughter coloring. She LOVES to color. She does it almost all day long {when she isn't dumping bags of Doritos on the floor, bringing EVERY toy out into the living room, or changing her clothes for the 12th time}. This was just this morning. She isn't allowed to color with markers anymore. I found her in the back corner of my house with ALL of Landon's markers. Notice how all of the lids have been put back on to prevent them from drying out. And yes...she is in a t-shirt and diaper. She didn't want to wear her pants anymore. {pick and choose your battles...}
This is the light switch that is in my stairwell. The ONLY one she is tall enough to reach. Notice the red swirls. Sigh....
This is Landon's bedroom door. Though it is red crayon, this was done on a DIFFERENT day than the light switch. I'm picturing her in a rage, scribbling madly, as she was probably {once again} shut out of her big brothers room because she was getting into his things. 
Now, this is Mackenzee's dresser. Aren't the little butterfly knobs adorable? But apparently the dresser wasn't quite finished with just changing out the boring old knobs. It needed a splash of color. Like blue crayon.
Now, these beautiful marks are on about 5 layers of paint. Several Magic Erasers have been used on this window ledge as well. She just keeps going. And going. And going. It does not matter how many times I clean it up.
Now I know what you are thinking...just take the darn crayons away from her! I've tried. She still finds them. She has secret spots for them. Or, she'll manage to get into Landon's crayons no matter how high or how hidden they are. It's no use. So, I give up. I throw my hands in the air in defeat. She has beaten me. Again. It's not worth it. I can always go and get more Magic Erasers.
And this is why....my house is never "perfectly" clean. OCD and all. There are some things you just have to let go of. Just don't think to poorly of me when you stop by. I think I might do some coloring of my own tomorrow. :0)
6 comments:
Ahslee you kill me you are so funny I love that you can still laugh about this I get so mad at the kids and I too have bought many magic erasers maybe we should buy stock in them
I just love the magic eraser. And what can you say, she's an artist. She obviously needs several different "canvases" to work on. Such talent! And I have a feeling your house is closer to "perfectly clean" than mine ever will be. Sigh...it never ends! Have fun coloring....
Who needs a perfectly clean house when she is so adorable? People won't notice the mess or crayons on the wall - they'll be smitten with her. Reminds me of mine when she was that age.
I should also have stock in the Magic Eraser company by now. Ugh.
You are a very patient person. I once threw out all the crayons because of a similar stunt. We have them back, and I fear Mollie will discover them soon.
I would totally come visit you and not even notice the Doritos on the floor. I must say the crayon/marker everywhere would drive me INSANE. As much as I am looking forward to TLP being more mobile, I do NOT want her to be more mobile.
When Rachel was her age, she colored a beautiful picture in the middle of our living room floor. Sadly, the carpet was only a few weeks old.
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