Sleeve Tattoos

Ever seen one of those sleeve tattoos? I've seen some that are very picturesque. I've thought of getting a tattoo myself on occasion. But I avoid needles as much as I can. I'm even bad enough not to get flu vaccine most years mostly to avoid a needle. Also, what tattoo to choose - is hard to settle on 1 image for the rest of your life. I have commitment phobia. 

But, a couple days back little miss Haana returned from school with art work all over her left forearm. It looked like a sleeve tattoo at first glance. Markers. During class. Doodling rose flowers on herself. It looked quite pretty. But during class?! What in the world!

Next day she came back with a bigger doodle! This time she assured me it was after class. Permanent marker. Black. Oh no! I lamented, it's going to rub off and ruin her new hoodie. Or worse, it might rub off on the couch! Noo! She assured me nothing off that sort will happen, while she continued adding more details into her artwork. I was hardly assured. I made her hold her arm in mid air so it doesn't rest on the couch! And then I hoped the shower will do the rest. 

Down sides of having a creative artist girl! 

Orange Marker

Little miss Haana has lots and lots of markers. In fact she has a lot of art supplies- pens, markers, paints, pencils, charcoal... 

On Christmas, little Bobby boy got his own special markers and doodle pad from his God-grandma  Jane. These markers work only on the special papers, and don't color other paper, fabrics or walls. In short, they're perfect. 

Obviously, even though he has his set of perfect markers, Bobby boy still keeps an eye out for little miss Haana's art supplies. Yesterday he sneaked himself one of her orange markers. Little fingers scoped out the edge of miss Haana's table in search for hidden treasures close to the edge, and the orange marker was just waiting to be pinched. Once he got the marker, Bobby boy did what he usually does when he gets his hands on things he should not be dabbling with. He took off quietly worry his treasure tightly in his grasp. Eyes big as buckets with excitement. 

Soon Bobby boy got his treasure quietly to the living room. He tried several times before he could yanked the marker open. Soon little fingers had many orange bloches on them. But he had seen how Mumma and Gugu work with the marker. And so, he went about using his new found treasure - the orange marker, and his new found skill - holding and using a marker, on the nearest appropriate space - on the couch! By the time I looked around, the light grey/white couch had several orange lines on it!!!

This was not good! This was not right! And I was mad!! There was no way this orange catastrophe could be covered with any pillow or throw - it was right there. I looked up online for best way to take out marker stains. I did my necessary dose of screaming at miss Haana for leaving her markers where they could be grabbed by Bobba. Her markers will be confiscated for 3 days. 

Then miss Haana and I set about rubbing hand sanitizer and nail polish remover on the marker stains. At the end of several minutes of some angry rubbing, the marker stains were mostly gone. 

Is this the beginning of things to come?