It only takes a short time for a little angel to turn into the little monster. I was in the den, Brie was in her brother's room watching TV with them, or so I thought. The next thing I know she goes sneaking through the kitchen and is has covered fingers, toes, and feet with red finger nail polish. So I run to my bathroom where she has painted the scale. Somehow she managed not to get a drop on the floor??
Below is the scale, her feet in the shower AFTER i washed them in the sink with finger nail polish remover, and her pouty face after getting in trouble. When asked why she did it, she said "It looks pretty pink!"
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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Oh my!!! I had an episode like that when I was her age. I got into my Grandmother's oil paint. Her BLUE oil paint! She kept them in a red plastic tub so I decided to paint the tub blue and my forehead as well.
Hey, at least it wasn't in that pretty new bed of hers!!
At least it comes off with fingernail polish remover. E decided to "draw" on the doors and the wall with a permanent sharpie! Ugghh! We're having to paint over it. Gotta love 'em!
I see a budding Picasso on your hands! Or maybe more like a Jackson Pollock!
How funny! I have dealt with boys so long in my house that I don't think that I even have any fingernail polish anymore. Based on this little episode, I don't think that I will have a desire to get any new "pink" stuff any time soon!
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