Color Your World

How do such cute little girls get into the biggest messes??

We've gone through several artistic phases in our home lately.
The first medium to be used was crayons, followed closesly by Sharpie markers, salt and pepper shakers, and now lotion and shampoo.

Let me be the first to tell you that even the Mr. Clean erasers don't work on Sharpie markers.

I tell you, this little girl of mine is F A S T! She's like a Houdini in her productions of markers. Jeff and I will look at each other and say, incredulously, "HOW did she get that thing?!" About the time we realize she has a writing utensil.....it's too late.

The really bad side to these artistic tendencies is that she doesn't keep her art small or contained to one area. No, she prefers large circles to accentuate her large personality. (Where did she get THAT?) And if the large circles are in red Sharpie markers, well, that just makes it look even better.

She even smuggled a silver Sharpie marker into the truck and made a lovely squiggle line on the armrest and window.

The last two days, however, she has laid aside the weights which do so easily beset her and has taken up lotion and shampoo. It's a bad, bad thing.

I realized, as I was checking my email today, that she was being surprisingly quiet. Then I groaned as I saw that the door to the stairs was shut. I knew she was up to something.

I opened the door, and there she stood....in the middle of a puddle of lotion on the floor.

She knew she was in big trouble. She started sniffling, "ooooohhhh" and backing up.

"Jenna! Did you do this??"

She continued to sniffle and shake her head "No". Then I glanced up the stairs, and saw that almost every stair had lotion on it somewhere.
I climbed the stairs....following the trail of lotion into every room upstairs. There were even very large puddles marking places of interest such as the toilet, the weight scale, the toy box, etc.

I took her hand and we walked to EACH lotion deposit.
"Jenna, did you do this? No! No! No!"

At each stop, she replied (in between snuffling tears) with "No, mommy, no!"
I don't think she was denying that she had indeed done the dirty deed, she just desperately wanted the whole episode to stop.

I made her clean up a lot of her own mess (she did pretty well for a 2 year old).
"I keen it, mommy, I keen it"

GRRRRRRRRRRRR

So far, we have had no more pouring events tonight.
I'm being entertained by a little sweetie-pie with a spaghetti sauce smile, messy curls, a twirly-type dance and an unrecognizable song.

Lotion?? What lotion??