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[ailbhe]

Linnea's doing a lot of cleaning today. Tidied all the toys in the front room, then scrubbed the chalk off the hall wall.

I find it exhausting.

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[rivka.livejournal.com]

Alex scrawled on a wall with crayon yesterday, just one of those random things where she had a crayon in her hand and the wall was right there and it apparently seemed like a good idea at the time. I was standing right next to her.

First she tried to claim that it was an accident. Then she tried to claim that she just wanted our walls to be beautiful. Uh huh.

We gave her a wet rag and had her scrub for a while. Then we tried some Murphy's oil soap on the rag and had her scrub longer. She was ready to give up and say it couldn't come off the wall after about ten seconds, but we made her keep trying and trying.

Because we're mean, that's why. But I think she learned a valuable lesson.

(Fortunately, the crayon came off quite easily when Michael applied a combination of oil soap and adult-strength elbow grease.)

[ailbhe]

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.

Impulse control, we wants it.

[feanelwa.livejournal.com]

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.

[micheinnz.livejournal.com]

Pencil eraser. Srsly. Worked to get crayon off painted walls like a charm.

(The Agent never did it again. Yes, I know how lucky we are.)