Color- April 22, 2012
Charlotte loves her crayons from the Easter Bunny. She squealed and I thought she might explode when I pulled them out along with her Elmo coloring book yesterday.
I ignored Crayola’s “age 24 months and up” warning on the box because I assumed my kid must be an artistic prodigy and these crayons would somehow awake the creative beast within.
She grabbed one out of the box and happily scribbled Elmo’s face a brilliant, albeit incorrect, turquoise. This was short lived. I had started showing her how to color Elmo’s fur red when I looked and she was happily gnawing on the Blue/Green crayon. She grinned as I scooped wax bits out of her mouth. When I took away the Blue/Green that little bugger had the Blue/Violet in the other hand! Before I could stop her she snapped off the end of that one with a look like, “Ha, ha, Mama!” Bits of purple wax covered her teeth.
After rinsing her mouth I had forgotten all about this until about 10:000am today.
It smelled like any other dirty diaper, but OH MY GOD! I thought, “When did she eat the remanents of a blue-green-purple Play-Doh experiment gone wrong?!” I made Greyson come look at what our creative beast had produced.
Spread it around:
I put crayons in Stella’s easter basket as well and, of course, also ignoring the suggested age. She definitely nibbled on a few but I didn’t see anyting in her poo. But I’ll be looking the next time she takes a bite….ha ha ha
Ha ha! They must be tasty! I’ll take their word for it. Kisses to Miss Stella!
Ahhh, the joys of parenting. Honestly, how many of us (in our younger years) really thought we’d be talking about poop someday?
Poor kid! I write about her poop on the Internet!
hahah! we had our first art attempt today with markers. yeaaaaaaaah. funtimes. and i dont think calling in the other to laugh about what poop looks like will ever get old at our house.