This past Christmas, Holden got a HUGE coloring kit. In it was a lot of stuff he was too young to use, like markers and glitter, but it also had a lot of stuff he loves. Crayons, coloring books, paper, the works.
Generally when we break out the kit, I specifically instruct him just to use the crayons or colored pencils because I just don’t want to deal with the mess a marker brings along with it.
I don’t know when or how it happened, but some time over the last two weeks, the boys discovered the markers. No one told them to use them, I never even took them out of the box, but they got their sticky little fingers on them and there’s been no turning back. Parker, now that he has experienced the magic of a magic marker, refuses to use ANYTHING else. Crayons just won’t do.
I understand how much easier it is to use a marker than a crayon. You don’t have to apply pressure to get a nice thick, dark line on a piece of paper… but I don’t think Parker understood that while touching the end of a crayon is no big deal, the same does not go for a marker. You touch the end and it’s instant color all over your hands. He is none too pleased about this consequence. Every time he uses a marker (even though I strongly advise him against it), he ends up with color all over himself, and then he whines to me to wash it off. EVERY time.
Although i’ve tried to hide the markers many times, today while I was laid out on the couch unable to do much of anything thanks to my stupid neck, the boys once again found the markers… and I had no idea until Holden came running into the living room yelling “PARKER GOT MARKER ALL OVER HIMSELF!”
I slowly got myself off of the couch, expecting another colorful hand incident, but was met with much much worse.
HEAD TO TOE blue marker. Perhaps Parker wants to be a smurf?
His legs, his hands, his underwear, his mouth… it was EVERYWHERE. There was so much, that when I picked him up it bled all over me, too.
This time, though, I decided to let him stew in his own mess. He doesn’t want to cover himself in marker? Then he should stop using them! So I left him covered in blue all day long
It was much, much worse than it looks here. Isn’t it always?
Markers clearly say WASHABLE on them, so I figured when it came shower time, that it would come off, no problem. Wrong. It didn’t come off, at ALL. I think it’s going to take at least 2 more showers if not more to un-smurf the kid.
Washable my ass!
A couple of days completely blue ought to teach him not to do it again… Ah, who am I kidding?? They never learn!
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