I hadn't planned to spend nap time dealing with this...
And I tell myself that Ian hadn't intended to yank all the blankets out of the linen closet, flip Vaseline all over the carpet in three different rooms in a hundred tiny blobs...
...smear his clothes with Vasaline, or leave hand-prints three feet up the wall, all while I opened a can of tuna downstairs.
The upside is that the Vasaline was not smeared into the carpet and that today his preschool class played with shaving cream, so he was dressed for messy activities. What I can't understand is why when I asked him what he was doing, he said "I was trying to get the froggy out" and pointed to the glob of Vasaline on the lid, and said "Da'ts da froggy right there!"
I only wish I had taken a picture of the culprit. His greasy, spiked-up hair, shiny face and arms, and slimy clothes were quite the sight to behold. Let's hope my technique of scraping the Vasaline off with knife and treating the stain with Spot Shot is enough to save our carpet.
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