| Back story before we get into this picture. Ainsley and her tummy troubles were less than kind to our nice, light-colored carpets. Each room of the house had some sort of splatter stain on them from her spitting up. After we realized that if we tried to keep up on the spot cleaning would require a full-time carpet cleaning job, we vowed to just ignore it and get the carpets professionally cleaned when this season passed. A groupon-type offer came along and coincided well with the end of this spitty season. We moved all the furniture we could and had the entire house steam-cleaned.----------------------- Fast forward one week. Neal and I go into Aubrey's room after nap to find this picture. Purple crayon on the floor in this spot, in front of the door mimicking the arch the door makes, on the baseboards and on her bed. ARGH!!! When I asked Aubrey what she did at nap, she matterfactly told me "I colored on my bed and floor and wall." I blame the sun and moon and whatever else causes children to do things that make no sense. Earlier this same day, Aubrey had taken a pen and just started scribbling all over the craft table. She had plenty of paper at her disposal and no real good reason behind it. Fast forward 1 hour, I am upstairs putting Ainsley down for her nap. When I come downstairs I notice blue spots on her dress. Her response to what the blue is "Its the pen I'm not supposed to touch." She had gotten a sharpie out and wrote on her clothes. ARGH!!! Needless to say our day was less than fun... Before I went to work the next day I told Aubrey, "I want to hear you had a good day, okay?" After I got home from work, I checked in with her to see how her day went. Just as serious as serious can be she tells me "I had to be disciplined." Oh that girl!!! |
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