I hear this a lot but on this particular day (last Saturday), I was not nearly as wary as I should’ve been. We were getting ready to leave for a showing of “Bacon Bits, a parody of the Three Little Pigs” at the library when Jess came downstairs looking like this:
Yes folks, that’s purple sharpie all over her. Her explanation went like this “Yook, Mom! I dot a martuh out and put it on my yegs.” Yes, yes, you did. You can’t tell from this picture (which was taken after we got home from the library) but she was actually very careful with the Sharpie. It was all over her legs, feet, soles, arms and hands but there were only a few faint traces on her clothing. After inspecting J, I hurriedly ran upstairs not quite sure what I would find (her last incident resulted in an exploded blue paint pen pooling on the carpet) but there was no purple sharpie anywhere else. She had been very careful to avoid the carpet, walls, computer, toys, etc. It was just on her body. At the library we were met with a variety of reactions. There were laughs, knowing looks, and kids who, in their awed tattle tale voices blurted out “She colored on her-” before they were shushed by their mothers. When we got home, she had a granola bar (and discovered that “Santa!” is actually the one who is pictured on the Quaker Oats granola bar wrappers) and Ritchie tried in earnest to get the Sharpie off of her, using all manner of tricks-water, hand sanitizer, sunscreen, but when we went to the local rodeo that night, our sweet 2 year old still had purple legs and arms. (Sidenote: We’ve since been informed that “Off” is the solvent of choice when it comes to removing Sharpie Body Art). I couldn’t tell for sure, but Jess seemed pretty nonchalant about all the attention she was receiving for her antics. Who knows, maybe she was just hiding her satisfaction. Oh, Jessie girl. It’s a good thing you’re so cute.