Shortly after I wrote the post below (Never Far
Behind), I went about trying to pick up the house. There were stray toys
strewn about, some dirty clothes to take to the laundry room, and the
kids had pulled a bunch of videos off the shelf in the basement so I set
about to try and get things looking neater. I wasn’t gone, I was just
in and out of the rooms as I picked up, but we all know how fast our
kids can get into mischief. Apparently Gracen and Mathes had baited me with the
mess and used it to distract me for a few minutes because that was all
it took for Mathes to get the tub of Vaseline down, take off the lid, and
give it to Gracen to play with. And play she did.
When I came back in the room she had it ALL over her clothes, face,
neck, hands, legs/tights, and worst of all, in her hair. And we’re not
talking just a little bit. She had gobbed it into her hair and smeared
it around for good measure. One side of her hair was sticking up and out
to the side all crazy too, and she looked like a grease bomb. I got her
into the bath, and did as the instructions I got from the internet told
me, and put cornstarch in her hair and then shampooed the heck out of
it. It worked fairly well, and I got the gobs out, but her hair still
has a Vaseline residue, and I’m pretty sure it will be there for a
few days too. (Banna, this brought back memories of our moisturizing
hair treatment gone bad experience.)
I’m still mystified as to why Mathes only opened the lid and then gave it
to Gracen without playing in it himself. I guess he decided to let someone
else get into trouble this time. The pictures above are of little miss
wicky pants in the Vaseline, then afterwards in the bath with the
cornstarch in her hair to try and get the goo out. She looked pretty
funny and just thought it was an extra treat to get two tubbies in one
day since I had given her a bath earlier this morning. So naughty, and
yet still so cute. How can you be mad at that sweet little face?
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