Oh yes she did!
Last week, a few days after I had posted episode 47, I was busy folding laundry when I noticed Pixie had some strange greyish stains on her arms. I went to check on her and thought, “Hmm. These stains look suspiciously like washed off paint or… INK?!”
You see, I had pulled out a bottle of India Ink the weekend before, to experiment with for the cartoon. And I had left said bottle on my art desk, where I do all my cartooning. Now, Pixie knows she’s not supposed to touch anything on that art desk. However, Murphy’s law states…
Oh hell, you know what Murphy’s law states. And we all know Murphy was a damned optimist! Anyway, I raced to my bedroom to check my desk, and sure enough, there were solid black ink stains everywhere, including on the cartoon I had drawn last week. It was at this point that I vaguely recalled having seen Pixie in the bathroom diligently washing her hands, and I also recalled thinking at the time, “Well that’s nice! She’s finally listening to all those lectures I gave her on washing her hands after going potty!”
Yeah, I know. I’m an idiot sometimes.
The damage wasn’t too bad, certainly not as bad as I’ve painted it in the cartoon above. But this isn’t the first time little Miss Pixie has gotten into something she shouldn’t have and then proceeded to get it all over the place. Right after the Hubster spent a week painting the walls downstairs, she grabbed a piece of bright blue chalk and colored on his paint job. I guess ecru low gloss wasn’t to her taste. Other times I have found marker on the window sills, and on her clothing, and on her face. Oh, and ball point pen shows up in the most interesting places around here. The kid’s a menace, I tell ya. A real tiny vandel!
But then so was I. Maybe this is how Pixie learns to become an artist, hmm? That or drive me crazy!
Did I mention India Ink is permanent? Oy!
Latest Cynical Woman cartoon is up! Ep 48 – Is this a trick question? http://www.cynicalwoman.com/2009/12/15/e…
@Cynical_Woman ROFL…
LOL! I can’t tell you the number of times my Evil Princess II has gotten into art supplies that had best be left alone by little fingers. I have a photo of her where she literally painted herself GREEN, from neck to feet! EvP I used to do it too, but she painted her face green. WTH is it with green in my house?
It’s when they are quiet that I am most afraid… like how the forest goes quiet right before the monster eats you.
George,
Oh yes! I should have been tipped off immediately by the fact that Pixie was a) being quiet, and b) washing her hands! That kid never washes her hands without a fight!
Good to know I’m not the only one doing battle with the forces of Evil. Er, I mean having fun raising kids. Yeah, that’s exactly what I meant to say!
Be happy. Be so, so happy. My three boys spray-painted swear words all over the next-door neighbor’s trees.
My girlfriend tried to make me talk me off the ledge by saying, “Now Honey, it’s not like they were doing drugs.”
AAAaaaagh!
PS: They had to buy, er… tree-colored spray paint to cover the damage. But my 80-yr old neighbor no longer likes us at all.
Lisa (aka @Glowbird)
Lisa,
You just made the Hubster snort soda out his nose. Although I’m pretty sure this incident wasn’t funny at the time it happened!
You have my sympathies. I don’t know what I’d do if Pixie or Princess started doing any real graffiti. Probably wind up on the evening news for a double homicide!