My various houses, furniture, and other belongings survived the rise from babyhood to teen years with the big kids with very little problem.
So why is it that the little ones are on a search and destroy mission?
Over the past few years, they have worked alone or together to….
write with permanent black marker on the sofa cushions
pull apart pillows
use marker, pencils, or crayons to decorate unsuspecting surfaces
dump bubbles all over a person or an object
kick the disc drive on the computer so it is unusable
break the computer table
pour make-up all over Katie’s white carpet
cut hair, clothes, or other easily damaged items
break pieces off the playset
and endless other things that my feeble old mind has chosen to forget.
What is the deal? Am I too old to have little kids? Have I blocked memories of the behaviors of the big kids from my mind? Am I falling down on my parenting duties?
Likely a combination of all of the above…..and toss in being a busy, working mom to four and the little things (see above) get ignored until it’s too late.
But a memory flashed back to me today when I realized the computer table was broken.
Reference the aforementioned markers that drew on the wall. Mommy put her foot down and said….”NO more markers in our house. EVER!”
Flash forward to Christmas morning when Santa left small washable markers in the girls stockings.
Abby was overheard to say…....”Don’t tell mom that Santa gave us markers. She’ll take them away!”