mini Picasso.

I appreciate your thoughtfulness Scarlett, but when I said I wanted some artwork for your walls, this isn't quite what I had in mind.  

ai yai yai yai!

so yeah, anyway.  the above happened last Monday, the same day I had my interview.  (you'll see why that last tidbit of information is important once you get to the end of this post.)  I'm pretty sure, like 100% positive, that Rowan was an accomplice, although he was too embarrassed to admit it, nor was he going to pose for a picture.  yeah.  he obviously knows that scribbling on the wall is indeed naughty.  Scarlett, on the other hand, was as proud as a peacock, boasting over her latest masterpiece by excitedly yelling, "look what I did mommy!  lookit!"  oh, why isn't that so sweet of you, dear!  now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go sob into my pillow.      

attention: whoever can guess the title of their masterpiece gets to take these two monkeys for a week.  actually I changed my mind.  how about a year?  I promise, they're really sweet and funny!  artistic, too!  heh.  oh, and I almost forgot.  each guess will be counted as correct!  ready, set, go!   

also on this same day, Scarlett decided to take it upon herself and change her own diaper.  which was number two, I might add.  let's just say it wasn't pretty.

I wanna say the kitchen sink nearly overflowed somewhere in the course of this same day as well.  again, thanks to Scarlett.  as it was, I had to sop up a huge water and soap mess.

aaand as I was blow drying my hair on, you guessed it, this same day (do you see a trend here?), I happened to peer out the window only to see the two punks running around on top of the van.  which wouldn't have been a big deal except that Rowan had a pair of pliers in his hand.  no, just kidding, it was a big deal.  aghhhhh!  be still my heart.  

by the time I arrived at my interview I was so frazzled that it took all that I could not to wrap my arms around the lady who was interviewing me and beg her to "please, for the sake of my sanity, just hire me!  I promise, I'm not as crazy as I look!"   

fortunately, I saved us both the embarrassment and instead, the interview went smoothly and well, what do you know?!  I was offered a job!  it's very part time, like max one to two evenings a week.  just something to get me out of the house so I can catch a quick mental break, more than anything else.

I'm pretty sure the entire household will benefit from this.



Keilah said...

Hee hee, I'm sorry, but it's kind of funny to read about your day. Maybe because it's not my own kids I'm reading about?? I'm glad I'm not the only one who'd like to sell my kids! Congrats on getting the job! and good luck getting through THIS Monday ;)

Ruth said...

Nice artwork! Good luck with the new job, they're lucky to have you.

Anonymous said...

We had a 2 year old poop on the carpet, proceeded to step in it then continue to walk across the room (all while I was on a walk). Came home to kids mopping the carpet, trying their best to clean it up! Been wanting that carpet gone for awhile. Just took a little disaster to get it on the fast track! I'm jealous of you and your "part time" out! Briita

Lynette said...

Congratulations on the job! My 5 hours a week benefits this household so I'm sure you'll feel the same. Still enjoying your blog so hopefully it doesn't get put to the back burner when the job starts. Good Luck!

Anonymous said...

Congratulations on the job!! I know the feeling of seeing that black marker!! I walked into a room to see brand new woodwork "decorated" with black sharpee permanent marker!! Gulp!!! Then I remembered my Uncle Ben telling how toothpaste would clean that right up. He was so right!! It worked like a charm! Whew!! Sure do miss him and his advice!

Anita said...

Oh my. Try the toothpaste. I'd probably just have extra paint pails sitting around. :)
I had the pleasure of filling Finley's bottle Friday evening. Gary said something like, "I think she's home blogging ...." when I asked where you were!
Looking forward to hearing working world stories!

Selma said...

Hey, howcum no one else offered a title to the lovely art? It's gotta be called: "One of a Kind" or perhaps "Only at Kesti's" or perhaps "DIY Walart by Scarlett and Notme" or "Did it Allbymyself". Do I win?

Selma said...

Oh yeah, a word of advise from a kidless spinster: Consider not repainting unless black markers are outlawed in your house. But I suppose that would validate the necessity of creating more art on more walls... hmmm. How about making that wall into a giant dry erase board until the two and three footers understand the meaning of "no black markers on the wall" Nah. Same problem as before, if they can draw on THAT wall why not others? Okay, repaint..using black.