tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post3230807604229625018..comments2023-07-15T07:11:02.914-04:00Comments on Hope From the Edge: Writing on the WallMiss Hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570326989323177520noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-26648576109709826922007-07-18T11:49:00.000-04:002007-07-18T11:49:00.000-04:00Oh my word. Naughty naughty boy...I make them help...Oh my word. Naughty naughty boy...<BR/><BR/>I make them help me scrub as well. It still surprises them. Why? Why is that????tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-56901392897884678522007-07-17T15:31:00.000-04:002007-07-17T15:31:00.000-04:00Gee, he and Adam could be good friends.Last summer...Gee, he and Adam could be good friends.<BR/><BR/>Last summer the kids and I spent six weeks with the grandparents while the husband worked on the house so we could hopefully sell it. He painted the entire thing. It was beautiful. Five days later our entire dining room had a purple mark going all around it. My husband was so livid. I put the markers away but he keeps finding them. I find marks all over the place. I give up at this point.andriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07936122859722777328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-27270321978322186902007-07-17T14:30:00.000-04:002007-07-17T14:30:00.000-04:00Goodness! I know you must have been upset! Try S...Goodness! I know you must have been upset! Try Soft Scrub with bleach. That stuff works wonders! I've also heard the Magic Eraser is good.Jacindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05750534041617166945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-32440193320853936962007-07-16T20:39:00.000-04:002007-07-16T20:39:00.000-04:00Well I sure do hope you and Fred are feeling right...Well I sure do hope you and Fred are feeling right as rain soon. I did giggle, lots, when I saw the pictures of Vitt's obvious talent display. And what a GREAT picture of him with the pouty lip!DaBlairshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11857326664381512951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-2775675566459345962007-07-16T12:53:00.000-04:002007-07-16T12:53:00.000-04:00Forget handwriting. No one uses it anymore anyway...Forget handwriting. No one uses it anymore anyway. But that lad has a natural sense of composition and is obviously experimenting with traditional Japanese imagery. I don't have any answers for saving your walls. Mine has an art easel, a smock and many memorized safety protocols around her art but she still manages to find time to draw on the T.V. Good luck!Hermeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16382395307827072366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-79360472583032155352007-07-16T12:13:00.000-04:002007-07-16T12:13:00.000-04:00Ohhhhhhh Vitt...little man, give your poor Mommy a...Ohhhhhhh Vitt...little man, give your poor Mommy a break!<BR/><BR/>I have to laugh. That said, though, I know this is what I have coming towards me in about two years. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12752423.post-57726358181751362032007-07-16T08:50:00.000-04:002007-07-16T08:50:00.000-04:00Now, just to be fair, I took Paige to mow the gras...Now, just to be fair, I took Paige to mow the grass, but, I laid on the floor not being able to move. I did mow the last little bit for her because it was about to rain, and I wanted to get out of there so I could get back to our comfortable couch and recliner (Hope and I take turns). I was sick too, and no, I did not want to share it (no matter what Hope says).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com