I should learn to check on the girls when I hear crazy giggling.
Meredith hollers "Mommyyyyyyyyyyy. Olivia drew on her face!" Olivia walks out of the playroom with black marker on her forehead and chin (in a strange beard-like shape). Yes, it had to be black marker. I take her into the bathroom, telling her all the while that we don't draw on our skin. "Markers are for paper, not faces." As I'm wiping the (thank god) dry-erase marker off her forehead she says "Look at the bootiful flower Mer-dith drew." She lifts up the skirt of her dress to show me a flower on her thigh. Aha. I ask Olivia if she drew on her face before Meredith drew the flower or after. She says "Mer-dith was first." So I call Meredith it and ask the same question, half expecting the opposite answer. She admits to drawing on Olivia's leg first and starts to walk off. While I'm asking her to "wait just a minute...we're not done here," Olivia pulls down the front of her dress to show me the sunshine on her chest. I asked Meredith if she did this as well. She says "no, I don't know who did that one." Now Olivia is pretty good at drawing abstract rainbows and guitars, but she's never drawn a sun that LOOKS like a sun. On her own chest, no less. So I ask Olivia if she drew the sun. She too says "I don't know who drew that." Interesting. Thankfully, all the art washes off.
I send Olivia off and ask Meredith why she thought it would be okay to draw on her sister. "Is that something we do? Don't we draw on paper, not sisters?" She says "but Uncle Jason drew on his foot."
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Actually I PAID someone else to draw on my foot.
And the fun part is trying to explain to Meredith why she has to wait to get a tattoo. I told her it was because she wouldn't know what she'd want forever until she was older. She says "but I'll ALWAYS love rainbows and unicorns."
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