Bad Mom Award?

I finally got over my feelings of guilt and embarrassment to post these pictures in order to remember the real adventures of raising children. A few nights prior to this day, I painted Maggie's toe nails while she was asleep in her crib. (Her feet are always hanging through the slats, so the task was much easier). I thought the bottle of nail polish was far out of her reach, but a few days later during her morning nap I learned it was not far enough! I wondered why I kept smelling nail polish, and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. HA!

So here is the scene...

(feel free to enlarge these for more detail)

It was all over both hands and feet, some on her face, and mostly on her pajamas and two of her precious blankets. Luckily it was a nice warm day, so we went outside in her diaper where it was well-ventilated and endured the process of removing the nail polish with the only thing that works - nail polish remover. In my frustration, Ryan pointed out that it was a good thing she didn't get it in her hair. He's right! That definitely would have been worse.

The next day I spent a decent amount of time trying to get it out of her 2 blankets and I had moderate success. So she'll be walking around with a blanket that has several pink stains and it will go well with her messy face. Now people will say "when we have kids, at least we'll make sure they have a clean blanket to carry around." (refer to 3/16/09 post)