I can't remember when we made Linnea paint over some (really very very good) family portraits executed in black boot polish on our primrose yellow wall. Long ago.
She no longer does it *as much* but she can't help it sometimes. Just in time for Emer to grow into it.
My mother put me in the garden with a piece of furniture from my bedroom and a lot of paint with instructions to only come back if I'd done all the drawing on furniture I was ever going to, or if I swallowed any or got some in my eye. Twenty years later it was still covered in pictures of tomatoes.
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Date: 2008-12-19 05:10 pm (UTC)She no longer does it *as much* but she can't help it sometimes. Just in time for Emer to grow into it.
Impulse control, we wants it.
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Date: 2008-12-19 05:14 pm (UTC)