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Yuck!
I think we're scaring RFF with our stories! (Like the idea of the babyshower pool btw)
Alex discovered painting too, but with blood. I left a retractable tape measure out where he could reach when he was 18 months. I was in the next room doing laundry when I heard the thing snap in, and the loudest scream and crying that almost instantly turned to laughing. The tape measure had cut his finger. It was not a very big cut, but it was gushing blood, and he was fingerpainting the table. I cleaned him up, put a bandaid on which he immediately pulled off to access more paint. He did this multiple times, and I could not get him to stop! he was finger painting the walls, and everything else he could reach. Exasperated, I scooped him up and took him the the pediatrician's office which was closed for lunch, so I walked into the ER next door, to everyone gasping ..." poor thing", "were you in a car accident?""Get them to the front of the line." I assured them it was nothing but a tiny cut, but apparently Alex had covered me with his blood too. I was told the ER bill would be high if he was treated there, so I went back out to the hallway and was going to wait for the pediatric office top open again when one of the doctors came out and started laughing (he got a call from the ER). He cleaned Alex's hand and put a little butterfly closure on his fingers with instructions not to go home ...."He needs to be distracted long enough for that to dry up. Take him to the park, only you can't go to the park looking like you do, you'll scare more people. Take him to a friend's house." That worked, until he skinned his knee a few weeks later. Luckily it was just those 2 times that he "painted" things.
Yuck!

Alex discovered painting too, but with blood. I left a retractable tape measure out where he could reach when he was 18 months. I was in the next room doing laundry when I heard the thing snap in, and the loudest scream and crying that almost instantly turned to laughing. The tape measure had cut his finger. It was not a very big cut, but it was gushing blood, and he was fingerpainting the table. I cleaned him up, put a bandaid on which he immediately pulled off to access more paint. He did this multiple times, and I could not get him to stop! he was finger painting the walls, and everything else he could reach. Exasperated, I scooped him up and took him the the pediatrician's office which was closed for lunch, so I walked into the ER next door, to everyone gasping ..." poor thing", "were you in a car accident?""Get them to the front of the line." I assured them it was nothing but a tiny cut, but apparently Alex had covered me with his blood too. I was told the ER bill would be high if he was treated there, so I went back out to the hallway and was going to wait for the pediatric office top open again when one of the doctors came out and started laughing (he got a call from the ER). He cleaned Alex's hand and put a little butterfly closure on his fingers with instructions not to go home ...."He needs to be distracted long enough for that to dry up. Take him to the park, only you can't go to the park looking like you do, you'll scare more people. Take him to a friend's house." That worked, until he skinned his knee a few weeks later. Luckily it was just those 2 times that he "painted" things.