The Incredible Hulk Child

Ever leave your two year old alone for a minute or two and think...eh, there's nothing they can get into? Taylor and I went into the basement recently while I was on a mission to do laundry. Taylor usually happily entertains herself in the spare basement room while I'm on these missions. It's a space we created for her to play, mostly with markers and various other art projects. Aside from Taylor's art supplies the room also has my old desk in it, which still houses all my office type stuff. On this particular occasion Taylor decides to explore my desk for goodies. So I'm on off attempting to make a dent in the seemingly never ending stream of laundry and Taylor is discovering the joys of ink pads and stampers. Anyone see where this is going yet?

After only moments of being out of sight, which amounted to enough time for me to load the washer and dryer, I return to find my daughter sitting next to an art pad and proudly announcing: "see I made a monkey, mommy see". She had in fact made a monkey with a newly acquired rubber stamper and ink pad. Sadly, I was probably not as enthusiastic about the monkey as she may have liked. I was more concerned with giant blue eyes staring at me from a now green face, the green arms & hands wildly pointing to the monkey, and that fact that she had stripped from the waist down and you guessed it....everything was green. My child literally looked like the daughter of the incredible hulk.

After attempting to muster enthusiasm for the monkey stamp and totally failing to run for my camera.....I marched her upstairs for a bath, where I let her soak until clean (okay, there was a lot of scrubbing involved too). All of this was not before Taylor had one last hurrah, by escaping from the bathroom while the tub was filling with water and leaving streaks of green ink around the house in her wake. Needless to say.....the offending ink pad has been disposed of. :0)