What do you do when....
Your two-year-old hands you a Sharpie marker you thought you left out of reach on the kitchen counter as you walk through the door from the basement laundry room and notice the scribbles all over your brand new cabinets and counter tops?
Unfortunately, this is not a hypothetical question.
In my case, I took the marker, gently escorted her down from the step-stool which she had moved over to the right part of the counter in order to reach the marker, grabbed a wash cloth and started scrubbing. To no avail, of course. Joe was downstairs washing a paint brush, and I knew he'd be up any minute. How the hell was I going to explain this to him? I kept scrubbing as Julie wandered off to the living room to play with her doll house.
By the time Joe came upstairs, I was in tears and I begged him not to be angry with me. He wasn't...but suggested I check the Internet for cleaning tips. Wise man. A quick search on "remove sharpie" yielded a discussion board topic on the subject that suggested rubbing alcohol, as well as the Mr. Clean Erasers. The actual Sharpie website was useless. We had a few rubbing alcohol pads on hand, and I gave them a quick try. They seemed to be working, so I scooped up the kid and ran to the store - after drying my tears and washing my face of course.
An hour and half a bag worth of alcohol-soaked cotton balls later, my counter and cabinets were pretty much good as new. Just in time for the call from the in-laws declaring their intent to drop by with some mail and other stuff. Whew! They got to see the newly-remodeled kitchen sans decorations. And they approved. We got the highest complement they could offer: "Looks like a new house!" Crisis averted.
The in-laws also brought by three new outfits for Julie, plus a new pair of shoes and a Haloween pumpkin thingie. A very pleasant and welcome surprise. Now if we could only get them to stay and play with us for more than 5 minutes at a time, they would be the perfect grandparents!
In other news, that we spent half our day at Ikea picking out a new bed for Julie. Actually, we ended up with bunk beds that can be set up separately so we can use one for her now and hopefully both as a pair one day when baby girl #2 is old enough to sleep in her own bed. Ikea was a madhouse as they were having a 15% off sale that we didn't know about till we go there, plus it was a rainy Sunday afternoon. The bed is being delivered on Wednesday, and in the mean time Julie and I have a mission to pick out new sheets and linens because I was unimpressed with the quality of those at Ikea. We'll see if she agrees to sleep in it. In the mean time, I was pleasantly surprised tonight when she fell asleep within 10 minutes for the second time this week.
Unfortunately, this is not a hypothetical question.
In my case, I took the marker, gently escorted her down from the step-stool which she had moved over to the right part of the counter in order to reach the marker, grabbed a wash cloth and started scrubbing. To no avail, of course. Joe was downstairs washing a paint brush, and I knew he'd be up any minute. How the hell was I going to explain this to him? I kept scrubbing as Julie wandered off to the living room to play with her doll house.
By the time Joe came upstairs, I was in tears and I begged him not to be angry with me. He wasn't...but suggested I check the Internet for cleaning tips. Wise man. A quick search on "remove sharpie" yielded a discussion board topic on the subject that suggested rubbing alcohol, as well as the Mr. Clean Erasers. The actual Sharpie website was useless. We had a few rubbing alcohol pads on hand, and I gave them a quick try. They seemed to be working, so I scooped up the kid and ran to the store - after drying my tears and washing my face of course.
An hour and half a bag worth of alcohol-soaked cotton balls later, my counter and cabinets were pretty much good as new. Just in time for the call from the in-laws declaring their intent to drop by with some mail and other stuff. Whew! They got to see the newly-remodeled kitchen sans decorations. And they approved. We got the highest complement they could offer: "Looks like a new house!" Crisis averted.
The in-laws also brought by three new outfits for Julie, plus a new pair of shoes and a Haloween pumpkin thingie. A very pleasant and welcome surprise. Now if we could only get them to stay and play with us for more than 5 minutes at a time, they would be the perfect grandparents!
In other news, that we spent half our day at Ikea picking out a new bed for Julie. Actually, we ended up with bunk beds that can be set up separately so we can use one for her now and hopefully both as a pair one day when baby girl #2 is old enough to sleep in her own bed. Ikea was a madhouse as they were having a 15% off sale that we didn't know about till we go there, plus it was a rainy Sunday afternoon. The bed is being delivered on Wednesday, and in the mean time Julie and I have a mission to pick out new sheets and linens because I was unimpressed with the quality of those at Ikea. We'll see if she agrees to sleep in it. In the mean time, I was pleasantly surprised tonight when she fell asleep within 10 minutes for the second time this week.
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