Sunday, May 18, 2008

My children are Doomed!

My children are Doomed, Doomed I say. They have no hope! What with their Dad's genetic's running through their veins and my klutziness. Heaven help them - cause they're gonna need it. I can't complain too much about their destructive tendencies because they learned everything they needed to know from me. The only difference is I don't do it intentionally.

I grew up in a home with no Barbie dolls - No one should be put through the torture of seeing her without clothes it might give you a body complex. Or at least that's how I was raised. Cover your eyes.

So I avoided the doll's as well, but my kids would get them as gifts. I eventually relented and even purchased a few Disney Princesses because my mom had taught me a nifty trick. Just piant a swimsuit on the doll that won't come off using, get this, Fingernail polish. I had to as soon as my boys started noticeing them and saying Ewwwwww, whenever the girls forgot to dress them.

So this morning I was attempting to give Jasmine a little top -

- and no, I would never wear that shade of green on my nails. I bought it purely for the doll. I've got quite the assortment of wild colors that match the different moods of my girls Barbies. Somehow I accidently knocking it off the night table onto my carpeted bedroom floor.

This is what you call two feet long PURE HORROR!!!
No magic eraser for carpets. This picture is taken after I downed two whole bottles of polish remover directly into the stain.

I guess we will never move now, or complain about my kids messes. Mine are much more expensive. Remember the hole in the wall. Well it's time to re-arrange my bedroom furniture.
From now on, I'm painting outside!


Arrow said...

Nope, magic eraser definitely won't work on that. I would suggest doing a search on the internet on how to remove it and then, if you have some scrap carpet, put some fingernail polish on several places and try the different suggested solutions. In fact, I'll give it a try myself sometime this week. I'll let you know the results--I expect you to hold me accountable for that!

Faith said...

Oh, no! When stuff like that happens it makes me feel instantly sick to my stomach. Isn't that ridiculous?

Anonymous said...

I just love your whole blog. I wish I was as creative as you. I already am as klutzy and my children have inherited that trait too. Just tonight at Relief Society, disaster with some raspberry pie filling, the stage curtains, cup of water and one six year old girl...mix that with the humanitarian project waiting to be done and you can get the picture. I did not win the parenting award tonight. SingleMom2

SuburbanCorrespondent said...

That's okay, I just set my stove on fire again. I guess we all have a bit of destructiveness in us.