I woke up to the sound of wood hitting wood. Plus, a happy-sounding exclamation from Ellie. We all know that thuds compounded with happy toddler sounds equal trouble.
Groggy, I enter my daughter's room to see this:
|I think she used that chair ottoman next to the dresser to aide her climbing adventures. Ottoman has now been removed.|
Oh yes, that is Ellie in the middle dresser drawer. Yes, she did remove all of the clothing before hand so that she may fit into the dresser drawer. What you do not see is that she is slathered in Vaseline. Head to toe. Hair is matted to her skull. She was really going for deep conditioning and skin moisturizing. What you also do not see is that the dresser drawer is filled with the items that were on top of the dresser--from the other side of the dresser that could not have possibly been reached unless Ellie was on top of the it.
Apparently, she thought that the wood needed a nice polishing. . . with Vaseline. And Butt Paste.
My daughter is a climber. We all know that, but I am still trying to figure out just how she ended up in that drawer. It seems I have more child proofing to do. Ellie Bear is clearly my daughter.
As my father would say "It's payback!"
Thankfully, my daughter is well versed in "clean up". She did put all of her clothes back into the drawer. Plus, her hair now has an extra sheen to it. Shampoo commercials, here we come! Now, I just need her to move our kitchen furniture back to its original arrangement.
If any of you know how to get Vaseline off of furniture, please share!