The Streak is Over

Well, our close to 10 year streak is over. What streak you ask? Oh, just the streak of our kids not writing on the walls or furniture. Yep, you guessed it. Sophie got her little hands on a black magic marker yesterday and, shall we say, exercised her creative muscles.

Yep, the new baby grand. She went all the way around the black part as well.

Piano bench.

Banisters on both sides.

Garage doors and walls (also walls to the side that you can't see).

The ottoman.

The familyroom cabinets.

Oh my goodness! One might ask, "Where was the mother when this was going on?" Upstairs, of course, trying on the silly blouse I've been making, and making alterations to it. I came down the stairs and first saw the piano--I figured Sophie got one of Abby's WASHABLE markers, but to my utter disbelief I found her holding the magic marker. Sounds of grief and horror came out of my mouth that I've never heard before--neither had Sophie. Scared her to death! After about 10 minutes of shock I began to calm down and make calls to find out how to clean the mess up--I didn't have high hopes. However, I was able to clean the piano with rubbing alcohol--came right off. The piano bench and banisters I cleaned with a white magic erase sponge. The walls and doors don't have such a happy ending--anything that takes off the marker also take off the paint. So, we get to paint! I haven't had much luck with the ottoman either--I may have to have that reupohlstered. Oh well, it was a good run anyway--10 years ain't bad.