One Saturday morning, not that long ago, an amazing thing happened: the sun was up and we were still in bed. Everyone slept in and it was magical. I heard the pitter-patter of little feet and then Miss E and Miss A were in our room. “Can we watch a cartoon?” Miss E asked. She knows how to run the remote control now so that’s a pretty big deal. “Sure.” Hubby and I stayed snuggled in bed as the pitter-patters headed for the TV.
MINUTES later, Hubby gets up and heads downstairs. I’m in the bathroom trying to get my contacts in my eyeballs and I hear: “NO!!!!!” from Hubby. Half-blind, half-awake, and in a bathrobe I come out to see what is the matter. Miss A is covered with baby powder fresh Vaseline. Miss E has very dry skin, so we put Vaseline on her hands before she goes to bed at night. I usually buy in bulk, so I bought a larger tub of it and the Vaseline sits in Miss E’s room, on top of her book shelf. Miss A has Vaseline all over her pajamas, arms, legs, it looks like she’s a child-sized cake and Vaseline is the frosting-it’s everywhere. Hubby is just ticked off. I’m snickering. I bring her into the bathroom and scrape her off. Then I find out why Hubby is so mad: Miss A started smearing Vaseline IN Miss E’s room: her walls, her bedrails, her blankets, then down the stairs on the wall, banister, along the hallway wall to the living room, where she tried her best to lubricate our couch.
We bought new living room furniture when I was pregnant with Miss A…that poor couch has seen more fluids, spills, and now Vaseline, than any other piece of furniture we’ve ever owned. I’m sorry couch.
The next several minutes were spent scraping Vaseline off of surfaces, wiping down walls, floors, banisters, and the poor poor couch. Our washing machine was put through its paces getting all of the linens and towels back to their non-gunk existence. I still couldn’t help but smile: she’s two. I wonder if this was her grand plan when she scaled her sister’s bookshelf and retrieved the tub of Vaseline or if she just rolled with it once she had it in her hand. Either way, the house could have a lot worse smells than baby powder fresh Vaseline.
Oh and I totally get it. HEY KELLI-don’t leave your 2-year-old unattended. Good point Judgy McJudgers…good point.