For some reason science and logic have yet to explain, I, as a parent, can never locate a writing utensil when I need one. I've tried drawer organizers, pencil holders, I even splurged online and bought a magnetized pen holder for the refrigerator. Still, it's inevitable, just when Im on the phone, having to take down an important number, not a pen or pencil to be found.
What I really need is to find out what kind of device my daughter, L, posesses within her little 4 year old fingers that attracts pens like a magnet. Because while I can't find a stub of a broken crayon, L has a working knowledge of every area in this house that hides a tube of inky mass destruction.
Perfect Example:
This afternoon, I stopped her just as she was preparing, ink pen in her chubby fist, to redecorate her room. I put the pen up, left for work, leaving her with my sister, confident my walls were safe.
Clearly, 4 years as a mom have taught me nothing.
When I returned home, I was informed that a hurricane had hit the house...a Category L as my husband calls it. Clever.
L had found not one, but TWO sharpie markers, and decided to give our wall, part of her dresser, our room, and herself the ol' Picasso treatment. I'll give her this much, she is thorough and she's quick.
I had a late meeting, so I have yet to see the damage to her room, or her face. My sister said its just a little marker......permanent marker.....right across her face.
Did I mention school picture day is tomorrow?
