I want to start off by saying that flat paint is the stupidest invention ever. It does not belong on the walls in a home that is inhabited by anything other than ghosts. With that said…
My kids are artistic, and I love that they like to express themselves with their love of drawing. They also must think that I needed help with decorating, because they seem to color on the walls at any chance they get. Mainly my almost 5 year old. It is usually crayon, and even though I have that dreadful light tan flat paint all over my house, the magic eraser usually works well enough to keep me from running down the street screaming, but two days ago, it went to a whole new level.
I was upstairs folding clothes, my youngest was napping and my eldest was “supposed” to be cleaning the playroom on the first floor. I knew she was going to be playing more than cleaning, but what I saw when I walked down there sent a surge of anxiety through me of epic proportions.
I smelled it before I saw it, but there it was. Black fingernail polish! And it was everywhere! All over my white front door, my stupid flat paint walls-upon further investigating-their play kitchen, play plates, bowls, blocks, and their Carebear book shelf.
I sent her immediately up to her room so I could frantically clean up the mess. It was all scribbles, lines of black fingernail polish just everywhere. Cursing under my breath as I scrubbed, I came across something that made me stop and smile. Even though I was furious (she literally just got in trouble for coloring on the wall with crayon earlier the same day) I couldn’t help but think of my sweet baby upstairs. On her Carebear shelf she didn’t just scribble lines, but she drew a picture with the paint, and I couldn’t bring myself to erase it.
I got all the fingernail polish off everything, I did take up some of the paint from the door and I will have to repaint the wall, her play kitchen is like it was before, but I left this drawing.
As cute as this is, I will rejoice the day she outgrows this stage.