Okay, I'm continuing on with the topic from the last post so that I don't turn it into too long a read for everyone. This afternoon we were up in Accalia and Cole's bedroom aka Clothes and Toy Storage Room (since there aren't actually any beds in that room), and Accalia took a purple marker from my box of stamping supplies and started drawing on the dresser, door, etc. When I saw it, I let out a suprised "No!", which at this point and with Accalia's state of fatigue was enough to send her screaming down the stairs. Big sigh. So I told her she could help me clean up the marker or take a nap (No nap yet, by the way).
I suppose if I would have been able to handle the situation the way I wanted to, I would have said, "Accalia, what a magnificent purple masterpiece you've drawn! Why don't we admire it for a minute before we clean it up?" Then we would have proceeded to find our art supplies to continuing drawing on more appropriate surfaces, right? That sounds so GOOD, like such a calm, decent, positive response. Now why can't I do that more often? I really have to think before I respond sometimes.
At least Accalia seems to have gotten over the marker incident. Now we're playing dress up with all of the ribbons and bows from the gift wrapping supplies.
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