After I finished teaching violin lessons, I walked into the kitchen. My ten-year-old daughter was standing there. I looked down. Her legs were completely covered in marker drawings. It looked like she had visited some sort of tatoo parlor.
"What the heck did you do?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"I was bored," she replied.
"And you couldn't find something a little more constructive to do?"
I looked at the drawings. They were actually pretty good. Even her feet and toes were covered. "Well, young lady," I said. "Your artwork is very nice. But next time, do it on paper." Then I added, "I certainly hope that stuff is washable."
"It is," she said. "I knew you wouldn't let me walk around long like this, so I used washable marker."
Well, I'm glad she at least had the good sense to think ahead. If it were my son, I'm sure he'd be markered up for the rest of his life!
that is pretty funny, although perhaps not at the time...but kids certainly keep us on our toes, don't they?ReplyDelete
How funny. I was sitting on the floor yesterday in my classroom when I noticed a big smiley face draw on the underside of our table. Geez, when do they have the time to think of this stuff?ReplyDelete
Ha! I guess they need more chores!Delete
This is why we never had permanent markers around until the kids were older :-)ReplyDelete
LOL. Good thinking!Delete
I'm going to make sure all our markets are washable!ReplyDelete
I hid the permanent ones, just in case.Delete
At least she knew not to go permanent, you might want to hide those just in case though..hahaReplyDelete
Yeah. See above comment!Delete