Let's face it... No child is a perfect angel and No mother can always keep her cool.
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When Haley was 5 we got a rental car to drive to DC for the weekend. It was the day we were to return the car and Haley... my dear child ...was playing outside. I went to peek out the door and check on her and noticed she was squatting down next to the car and looked quite involved with whatever she was doing. Out of curiosity, I went outside. As soon as Haley saw me, she jumped like she knew what she was doing was wrong. She had taken a rock and drew a rather large picture on the front panel of the rental car!
I marched her inside and handed her over to her father before going back out to see what I could do. I was in panic mode... I tried washing the car to see if it was mainly just rock dust that the picture was made of. Nope! The beautiful flower and sunshine stood out even more after being washed so I ran to the auto part store and picked up some stuff that was supposed to fill scratches and applied that... still looked bad. I ended up returning the car as late in the day as possible and parking the "picture" away from the light. They went out to inspect the car and my heart was pounding. They never saw and said anything though and I was free to go. Never heard a word from them. When I got home Haley was shrieking and Mike had made her help throw away all her coloring supplies and pack all her toys away in boxes. She lived in a room with nothing more than a bed and dresser for a few weeks before slowly being allowed a few toys at a time.
Share a horror story (or two) with us!
When Haley was 5 we got a rental car to drive to DC for the weekend. It was the day we were to return the car and Haley... my dear child ...was playing outside. I went to peek out the door and check on her and noticed she was squatting down next to the car and looked quite involved with whatever she was doing. Out of curiosity, I went outside. As soon as Haley saw me, she jumped like she knew what she was doing was wrong. She had taken a rock and drew a rather large picture on the front panel of the rental car!
I marched her inside and handed her over to her father before going back out to see what I could do. I was in panic mode... I tried washing the car to see if it was mainly just rock dust that the picture was made of. Nope! The beautiful flower and sunshine stood out even more after being washed so I ran to the auto part store and picked up some stuff that was supposed to fill scratches and applied that... still looked bad. I ended up returning the car as late in the day as possible and parking the "picture" away from the light. They went out to inspect the car and my heart was pounding. They never saw and said anything though and I was free to go. Never heard a word from them. When I got home Haley was shrieking and Mike had made her help throw away all her coloring supplies and pack all her toys away in boxes. She lived in a room with nothing more than a bed and dresser for a few weeks before slowly being allowed a few toys at a time.
