…until somebody gets marker on their eyeball.
The boys were playing football before dinner last night, which meant showers were in order. When they came in to eat, I sent them off to wash their hands. And they did. They were clean from the wrist down, and had dried mud on their forearms.
But they went off to bed all washed and sweet smelling.
Twenty minutes later, Fritz was upstairs looking a little worried. His eye hurt, and small wonder since his eyeball had black ink on it. As I helped him wash out his eye (which did no good), he explained that he and Billy were having “marker wars.”
Marker wars?
Yes, they were throwing uncapped magic markers at each other. Besides the marker-in-the-eyeball, both boys had neck and shoulders decorated as though a Piet Mondrian-inspired tattoo artist had gotten his hands on them.
Besides the minor physical discomfort at having a marker in his eye, the boys were concerned that the black mark would be permanent, and were relieved to learn it would not be. Of course, now there is no incentive no avoid such foolishness in the future.
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Ha, ha, ha! Boys SHOULD be boys! What crack ups! I'm assuming, since you didn't mention it, that they managed to avoid marking up walls, floors, ceilings, furniture, and clothing in their war. Marking themselves up is one thing, marking my stuff up is another!
I'm eye squeamish, that's horrible. Ouch.
cackling over here….
I, too, was wondering about the wall, etc. That's hilarious. At least this way, they know where their wounds are. It is also preparing them for paintball. 😉
I looked and I guess I never blogged about the time I caught them shooting each other in the face with their high powered nerf guns (the machine guns that spew out 4 bullets a second).
But it was OK, because they were wearing their fencing masks.
This, too, was when they were supposed to be going to sleep.
I didn't check the wall or the floor, but I have a feeling they were ok, since I couldn't see them with all the “stuff” they failed to put away. I'll check tomorrow. The markers are washable, thank goodness.