Pink Spots

My mom used to say that if you have anything nice that you should just expect your children to ruin it.  It doesn't matter if it's furniture, carpet, antiques, or the house itself.  The normal everyday whirl wind of childhood will terrorize your belongings and just when you think it's safe, you'll have grandchildren that continue on in that same tradition.  Nathan's destruction has been limited so far, but as he gets bigger the harm potential rises exponentially. I had an amusing example of this over the holidays.  Nathan ran across the front room with a peppermint flavored-chocolate pretzel in his hand.  It disappeared from his hand one minute (I thought he had eaten it) and then all of a sudden a couple minutes later it reappeared in his hand.  I started scouring the carpet looking for pink spots.  I was relieved to not find any only to later see that my slippers were curiously pink.  I don't know if he has great aim or what, but I owned these slippers for less than a week before he was able to mark his territory (ironically enough, they were supposed to be a Christmas gift from him).  I think they only cost about 7 bucks after sales, so the worth really isn't the point, but it's a good preview of years to come.


A little review- we went from here.......

to here.........in a matter of minutes.  The picture is a little muted, because they are actually a lot more pink than that even after trying to clean them. :)