Grace is in a coloring phase. She's just learned how to color in the last couple of months, and she's learned to say color in the last week or so.
I think she's bilingual, Dear Reader, because she actually says coleur, which is the French word for color. She's smart like her mother.
At any rate, she loves to color. See this?
This happened on Thanksgiving Day. It was definitely not there before Thanksgiving dinner, and I'm pretty sure that none of the guests drew a pink picture on the wall next to my stairs while I was putting food on the table.
Mr. Clean Magic Eraser saved the day on Thanksgiving, but since then, we've been trying to give Grace a chance to color anytime she wants it to avoid further drawings on the walls.
A week or two after Thanksgiving, I had a brainstorm, and I went looking for some bath crayons. I've heard that bath crayons can be a major pain in the you-know-what, but I bought them anyway. I'm glad I did.
Grace loves her bath colors. She knows that she's allowed to use her colors to draw without paper on the bathroom sink and in the bathtub, and she does so every chance she gets.
It's all about togetherness at my house.
This is what our sink looks like most of the time these days. It's awesome because there's no elbow grease required to get it back off. All I need to do is wipe it off with a wet sponge or washcloth, and it's gone in about ten seconds.
The only drawback of these cool bath crayons is that they are a little on the expensive side, and they don't last all that long. I've collected some recipes for homemade bath crayons, and I'll share them with you tomorrow.
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