Everyone who has ever spent quality time with a toddler knows that their giggles and shrieks are adorable, but when they are quiet, one must be suspicious. The toddler here manages to combine both of these things, such that we should always, always assume she is up to mischief and enjoying the snot out of it. Doesn't matter whether there is obvious noise or not. She was here yesterday, carrying a danger stick (pencil), and I told myself to remember to hide it in the pen holder on the side table. I forgot. After she left, the Mr commented on her wall art next to the oven that I hadn't seen until then. This afternoon she was giggly and silly in the bathroom. After she was gone, I discovered faint marks on the wall under the light switch. It wasn't until I was reaching for the door to leave the room that I found the dark marks on the opposite side. Man, there is no way I would have gotten away with that as a kid. But now, as I have mellowed in my grandma life, I just reach for the Power Paste and hope that it gets enough of the marks that I can put off repainting until both kids are in school.
Other than discovering we have a burgeoning cave-painter, the kids were super cute today. Valerie's world just keeps expanding exponentially as her brain absorbs and processes more and more around her. Papa carried her around in a big box that our last Costco haul came home in, telling her it was a spaceship. I think he is trying to nudge her into a familiar imagination game, and I am here for it. Dmitri had a much better time than the last few visits, as long as he was next to another human non-stop, preferably with a warm bottle smashed in his facehole. That boy is just made of cuddles and farts, and no one can tell me differently.
I tried distracting Dmitri from demanding yet more food with YouTube videos. My kind, not ones made for babies. I showed him the Finnish lady who cleans disaster apartments for free. She is always chipper, talking about how much she loves tackling super nasty messes, and she calls trash "trashes." My daughter and I adore her. This woman is heavily sponsored by a cleaning product maker, and she is just so much fun to watch, my daughter and I both caved in and bought one if the products (the abovementioned Power Paste). So far it did an okay job on the pencil marks on eggshell-finish wall paint (still faint gray in a few spots), but great on everything else we've tried.
As for Dmitri, he wasn't that into learning cleaning tricks yet. I guess we have to wait until he is at the cave painting age to revisit those lessons.
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