What I Should Have Taken a Picture of but Didn’t

I didn’t take the picture because at the time I was feeling a bit frustrated, and didn’t manage to think of my camera stashed away in another room. Large quantities of soap and water were on my mind.

While The Banana was napping this morning, I thought it would be a good time to let Mr. Perpetual Mess and Ms. Crazy Preschooler use the new foam stamps I found at the craft store in the dollar bin last week to make pictures to send to some friends from Wisconsin. They were working away at the writing table in my office, and I was sitting, not two feet away at my desk addressing some envelopes, apparently not supervising the activities carefully enough, because when I looked over Mr. Perpetual Mess had managed to stamp is shirt, stomach, arms, legs and FACE with semi-but-not-really-even-though-it’s-supposed-to-be washable ink. Some of it came off with a lot of tears and hard scrubbing, but he went around for the rest of the day with faint green and black flowers and cows splotching his skin.