Favorite Color: Red

Micah has a favorite color. It's red. I know this because out of all the permanent markers he was playing with the other day, he chose the red one to draw with.

Why was I letting him play with permanent markers? That's a good question. Him being my 4th child you'd think I'd know better. In fact, a first-time mom knows this is not the brightest thing a parent could do. But Micah likes to herd things. (I think he inherited that from the corgis.) Since he was old enough to do so, he would get a group of like things together and herd them. Like Matchbox cars. He would get a handful, put them on the floor, and push them as a whole in the direction he wanted them to go. If one would happen to stray off on it's own he would herd it back into the group and keep them going. We find this amusing. He's now into carrying his herds of things in baskets and empties any basket he sees to dump things into. This creates large messes all over the house, but he's entertained and it's fairly harmless.

So he was herding golf balls and actually mixed permanent markers in with. This was huge. He can't mix things. It goes against nature itself, in his book. So I was thrilled that he was taking big steps, crossing borders, and all that.

I didn't realize that he could get the lid off them. That's where I messed up. Because he did. He chose the red one, and used it to write on my white bathroom rug. Niiiiiiice. He also wrote on the magazine basket and the candle stand. Thankfully he missed the wall and floor. Because it's a permanent marker. I tried wipies, alcohol and the wonderful Magic Erasers. Nothing.

And as I was determining what to do about my once-white rug, I heard flushing. He flushed the marker down the toilet! Sneaky little bugger. Hiding the evidence. But I'd just caught him in the act, so he was totally busted.

Later that evening he managed to find more markers. He chose red. He drew a long line on the living room carpet. It's permanent.