On Friday, we used glue again. Nothing uncommon. Kenna (she's 4) uses a small 4-oz. bottle that I only keep about half full because she gets a little (ok, a lot, sometimes) carried away with the amount of glue she uses. When we are finished, I always put the glue on the highest shelf so Kenna can't get to it.
Have I mentioned that Kenna is an expert climber? On Saturday, I had to clean up a glue mess on the classroom carpet because she had climbed up and gotten the glue down. Had glue spills in two places in the floor. But didn't find anything papers that she had glued together.
Last night before I headed to bed, I went to check on the girls like we always do, and I turned on the hall light so I could see in their room but not wake them up. As I turned around to head back toward the livingroom, had had to back up when I realized something on the wall was not right.
Maddy has a really neat Polly Pocket Tree House that attaches to the wall with removable adhesive. I guess because I'm so used to seeing that on the wall, it had not caught my attention that there was some extra stuff sticking to my wall...some of the extra circles we used when Kenna made her pictograph this week, one Fruitloop, one chewed piece of gum, a piece of paper with an "S" on it, and a couple other things. Not only glued to the wall, but completely, totally, strongly glued to my wall. I'm pretty sure when I pull it off, my paint is going to come off with it. And then she used crayons and a pen to draw around these items to create a picture.
Where was I when this took place? I haven't a clue. At first I wasn't sure if she'd done it Friday or Saturday, but now am convinced she did it on Friday and that's how/why all the glue was spilled on the floor. But I can tell you that I'm never but just a room or two from her. Alan's reaction? He just shook his head, laughed, and said, "That kid!"
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