Her brain went sproing!

We’ve clearly gotten to cocky. It’s been years since V’s really slipped up on the ‘crafting in appropriate locations’ call,

I think she was trying to recreate Starry Night

So we’d gotten lax. Part of this is that she’s five (so she should know better) and part of it is that she’s just always followed the rules, so why would this be any different? And yet it really was. While she usually uses her imagination for good, you know to craft a harness and seatbelts to make a dogsled for Pretend Chet and Pretend Sasha:

Pretend Chet and Pretend Sasha needed to do some mushing.

Yesterday her imagination led her completely astray. My child, who really does freaking know better! decided to pretend she was outside writing on the laneway with chalk. The problem with this bit of play was that she was inside. Not just inside but upstairs in her carpeted bedroom. Wait there were two problems, the second being that her ‘chalk’ was a marker:

Seriously kid, WHAT THE HELL

Once Mommy discovered this, imagination quickly departed the building and reality set in. And reality decided it was time to teach Miss V how to scrub carpets.

Damn right you’re going to clean that!

I’m glad the carpet’s cleaned, but I hope she doesn’t get the bright idea that she can do it again since it’s obviously ‘recoverable’.

I’m still baffled at the thought process that led her to believe this was a good idea. I mean, it’s not just a ‘whoops I was writing on paper and it bled through’ or something, she clearly uncapped a marker and wrote her initials on the fricken carpet.

I liked it better when she was keeping me on my toes with the good unexpected stuff! This whole crazy crap out of the blue isn’t going to let up any time soon is it?