Warning artists at work!

After talking to a friend of mine at the front door for about 20 minutes, which I thought I was safe doing because Cham was in the living room with the kids. Which I realize I was wrong in assuming that when I go upstairs and fing that Cham isn't watching the kids instead he's taking a shower. So that means for the past 20 minutes the kids have went completely unsupervised, and a lot can happen in twenty minutes. I come upstairs to find the living room still in perfect order with Arowyn playing behind the living room recliner but I can't seem to find Teagan. That's when I hear noise in the kitchen so I turn around and sure enough Teague has somehow gotten over the baby gate that separates the living room from the kitchen and is sitting on the kitchen table pulling Cham's current pair of sunglasses apart. So a little bewildered at how he got into the kitchen in the first place, seeing that there is no chair pushed up to the gate or anything that he could of used to get over it with, I step into the kitchen and happened to look down where I see black scribbles all over the floor, then I notice it's also on the table, & chairs. Laying next to the big scribble on the floor is the uncapped black permanent marker that was obviously used to perpetrate this crime. At this point I'm very confused because Teague who is the only one who could of done this being the only one in the kitchen doesn't know how to uncap markers so I figure I had better find Arowyn to see if she had anything to do with this. At this point I realize she's not playing behind the recliner she's hiding behind it because as I go to get her out from behind the recliner I see the big black swirls in the carpet, on the toy lion, the mushroom chair, and a speaker. At this point I just don't know what to do or who or where to begin with so I go find Cham and the only thing I can think to say is "see this is why I don't take a shower unless there is someone to watch the kids, they've done something and I don't know if we can fix this." Luckily with a magic eraser and lots and lots of spot shot everything is almost back to brand new. After putting it all together all I can figure is that Arowyn must of found the marker had some fun with it but knowing she would get in trouble for what she'd done she decided to plant the evidence on Teagan so she handed it to him in the kitchen where he decided to do some artwork of his own. Poor Teagan always the scapegoat. If that's not criminal genius at a young age I don't know what is.

Hair cuts anybody!

The other day as Cham went off to work he asked for his head shaving kit so when he got to work his nurse could cut his hair for him. Well it had been about half an hour after Cham had left for work and me and Teagan were playing a game on the computer, and Arowyn was in her bedroom being very, very quiet. Well Teagan decides to go see what Arowyn's up to and then I hear a door close followed by hysterical screaming and banging on the door by Teagan. I figure it's probably no big deal but I had better go check on what they're up to. So when I walk in to Arowyn's room this is what I see. Arowyn is sitting on the bed with the cat next to her with the shaving kit spread out all over the bed but with the scissors in her hand saying "good kitty" snip, snip "pretty kitty." The half crazed look in her eye is probably what had Teagan freaking out so bad because he knew that he was probably her next victim. Then I look down at the bedspread at all the white hair thinking great this is going to fun to clean up. That's when I notice that there is more than just white hair on the bedspread but also blond hair. I look at her hair and realize she had been trimming her own hair as well and when I touch her head to try to get a better look at what she had done small clumps off hair start to fall off of her head. At least in the end neither of them needed new haircuts. She fortunately only layered both her and the cats hair and the end result defiantly could of been worse. It's a good thing I had put safety covers on all her outlets or I'm sure she would have plugged in the electric razor and then they'd all be bald. Is it no wonder that with these kinds of things being an everyday occurrence in our house that I'm graying faster than my mother did.