I’ve recently been thinking quite a bit about this series of toddler books surrounding a boy named David entitled, “Oh, David!” “No, David!” “David gets in Trouble.” “Ooops.” — you get the idea. Maybe I simply forget about the life surrounding toddler-hood (only long enough to be in it again), but lately I’ve had so many “oh, Blythe!” moments, I thought I might compile a little picture book of my own. They are as follows: a chocolate pudding facial; evidence of either a rodent or a two year old helping herself to a snack; and a color study in pink with my lipstick upon her body, my bathroom door and bathrobe. The two separate instances of finding her sitting in her sink covered in toothpaste (thank you, step stool) are missing, as well as the portraits of Blythe with gum on her eyelids and in her hair, twice (although fortunately in the bottom strands). Needless to say, Blythe cannot have gum for while — unfortunately, her most favorite treat.
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Let’s do a second book with Blythe and Jude. It could include them getting into the bathtub fully dressed and dragging their blankies through the mud!
Fortunately for me, Blythe did choose surfaces that I could easily clean or hide. Thanks for the encouragement, Pam. And Janie, we’ve already dealt with the permanent sharpie on the kitchen table. I had to discreetly clean it (mostly) with goof-off so that Mark didn’t hurt the children. ;)
Hey. It could have been waterproof mascara.
Or.permanent.sharpie.
She’s beautiful, no matter what adornment she wears!
A little WD40 will take that lipstick right off the door, the robe, I’m not too sure about! The joys of motherhood! Hang in there, girl. You have done wonderfully well so far, I’m sure you will continue to do so!