Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, November 18, 2013
Sucker punch Monday
Yeah, this Monday hit us hard, right between the eyes. We'll all fending off a bit of a bug. Both kids were up multiple times during the night complaining of head aches and ear aches. And then....Brixton has been having this problem with markers. He had some in his bed, unbeknownst to me. Two nights ago he drew on his sheets and his wall. I took them away but he had more secreted away. The next night he drew on the rug in their room. I took them away again, as well as the rug. Yesterday he drew "x"s all over the living room walls. I don't know what this urge is, after he's gotten in trouble twice already, to put his mark on all our spaces. Now he is scrubbing off the "x"s and regretting his choices.
Someday we'll laugh about this, right?
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blech! boo to mondays, especially germy ones with marker on the wall. i think our children have hit a lovely defiant stage. josephine is experimenting with spitting at us when she's mad. it's awesome. i hope everyone feels better soon (and that you find the rest of the marker stash).
So I guess if we give him art supplies for Christmas . . . they better be washable! Since he has an X in his name, maybe he is just practicing his penmanship. Hopefully he has it perfected by now.
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oh no. mondays always bring their all don't they. i hope you're all feeling better and i'm hoping the marker craze is over!
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