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I'm getting tired of cleaning my walls.
One of the Artists in Residence has attacked my walls again.
A couple of weeks ago (day before her birthday no less) she attacked the walls with red crayon. Started at the front door and ran down the hallway. I made her clean it up (BTW WD-40 works great! You may have to scrub with a soapy sponge afterwards 'cause its oil based). You'd think that would be the end of it.
But this is my child we are speaking of. Feh.
This afternoon, same child, takes a pencil to the walls. I hate pencil. That stuff is next to impossible to clean from walls. Even if you manage to erase (yes, erase) the marks, there's an impression left.
I think I'm going to buy shares in Benjamin Moore.
A couple of weeks ago (day before her birthday no less) she attacked the walls with red crayon. Started at the front door and ran down the hallway. I made her clean it up (BTW WD-40 works great! You may have to scrub with a soapy sponge afterwards 'cause its oil based). You'd think that would be the end of it.
But this is my child we are speaking of. Feh.
This afternoon, same child, takes a pencil to the walls. I hate pencil. That stuff is next to impossible to clean from walls. Even if you manage to erase (yes, erase) the marks, there's an impression left.
I think I'm going to buy shares in Benjamin Moore.
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You probably know this, but if they like to "mark" their territories, don't feed 'em beets.
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Not that it has stopped them from drawing on the walls with chalk, mind you.