When we had been home just a couple of days, I had all 4 girls in bed with me in my new room as I was nursing Mary Britton. We were all cuddled up and watching some kid show on PBS and I was thinking, "This is so nice...I love my little family of girlies." When I finished feeding the baby, I remembered that I needed to call the company that made our video monitor because it was no longer working to see about getting a replacement still under warranty. So, when I called, they said they needed the number on the back of the monitor, which was downstairs. So, I took the baby with me downstairs for a maximum of 5-6 minutes as I got the number for the lady on the phone and as I went back upstairs, Quinn met me in the hallway upstairs with a Sharpie in her mouth saying, "Ta-Da!"
Oh. No.
I grabbed her arm and ran into my room (remember, my NEW room that Kevin had just redone for me???) and she had scribbled on:
-the hardwood floor
-the white bed skirt
-the wall
-the back of the bathroom door
-the white duvet cover
-the quilt at the end of the bed
-the pack-n-play
-the upholstered chaise lounge chair
-and all over herself
all in a matter of 5-6 minutes!
Where were Mia and Chloe, you may ask? Oh, they were still on the bed in a comatose state watching TV!!!
I completely LOST IT. I drug Quinnie to her room and shut the door for about 10 minutes so I wouldn't do something I might regret to her :)
I think Mia and Chloe were scared because I am not a "screamer", but I was that day! I could not believe that neither of them saw the toddler walking around drawing on everything with a PERMANENT MARKER!
I called Kevin hysterical and he thought I had dropped the baby on her head or something...I was bawling. As I tried to explain to Mia and Chloe, what if someone gave you a new present that you loved and then someone broke it a couple of days after you hadn't even had a chance to really enjoy it? Who knows if that went over their 6 year old heads...
Good news is that we were able to get it off the floor, the wall, and the bathroom door...we are still working on the cloth pieces...the chair is ruined. Ugh. Maybe a throw blanket can be placed at the end of it to cover it up?
I guess we learned our lesson of leaving Quinnzilla alone with two 6-year-old babysitters (with the TV on).
Or...maybe not.
A couple of days later, I had gotten all 3 girls ready for church and Kevin was about to get in the shower while I planned on napping with the baby with the house quiet while everyone was at church.
As I am almost asleep, I hear Kevin freaking out downstairs.
So much for my quiet naptime...
He brings Quinn upstairs and was putting her in the bathtub. He had gone down to the office in the basement for a minute and, like my mistake, had left all 3 girls watching TV. When he came up, Quinn had pooped in her diaper and had put her hand in it and wiped it all over the couch, the carpet,and had HER HAND IN HER MOUTH!!!
One word...Gross.
So, instead of heading off to church, Kevin headed to Home Depot for a steam cleaner.
Thankfully, she has been an angel since that 1st week. I think we all learned a lesson that week!
Here are some pics of our resident artist at work...the RIGHT way (sort-of):
Good thing she's a cutie...I guess we'll keep her :)
