Thursday, January 29, 2009

The Great Glitter Disaster of 2007 … again

A comment on my blog today from my good friend, “Anonymous” inspired me to repost this classic from a couple years ago – this is still one of the more popular posts, measured by people who accidently get to it by Googleing the word Glitter.  So here it is (originally posted July, 2007)-

And I'm not referring to Mariah Carey in any way.

So on Sunday afternoons we give the kids (the older 3) a bit of free reign downstairs while we take naps or read upstairs. Oh we're used to coming down and finding special kinds of messes, but they're usually clean-up-able (with industrial-grade chemicals or a bulldozer). But today we were greeted with a special, sparkly, surprise. (I love alliteration!)

My first sign of trouble was a shriek from Traci, who went down first. The typical thoughts went through my mind dealing with some combination of permanent markets, a recently removed diaper, and some honey. The noise summoned me downstairs, and Traci called for me just as I was getting there. What I saw amazed even me, who isn't surprised my much in terms of evil-doing by small children. We still don't know the full story, but the culprits had broken into Traci's craft stuff (which gets used twice a decade or so) and located a large container of gold GLITTER.

The four of them had started in the kitchen, but the glitter soon was spread like Ebola virus from room to room. You could literally make out footprints. And in all their toddler wisdom they had decided to add water to the mix - helping the glitter like an adhesive. They even made their way outside the front door and our porch and bushes are similarly covered. We tried mightily to clean up with brooms and vacuums, but I'm sitting here right now still surrounded by golden glitter on the floor and the bottom of my feet. It's now spread to every room in the house.
At this point it's so pervasive that all I can do is smile a bit. I'm kinda guessing that these little specks of golden happiness have become a permanent part of life. So my advice is to lock up your glitter and only use it under strict adult supervision, or at least use it when you're at your neighbor's house.


Rose said...

The bright side? At least your house wasn't on the market yet :) .

A Married Mormon Man said...

I imagine there still is some glitter here and there, just enough remaining to give the place a golden aura that can only help nudge a buyer in the right direction.

agm said...

Wow, so many good band names in that post:
--free reign
--special kind of messes
--recently removed diaper
and my favorite:

Oh & a good horror movie name:
--evil doing by small children!

JJ said...

I would like to be a fly on the wall when the future owners decide to replace the carpet only to find an inch-thick film of glitter everywhere! They're going to wonder what kind of parties you had at your house.

Jill said...

Oh I am glad that someone requested this older post. Super hysterical. Those little people know how to make some pretty amazing messes. I'm right there with the other comments... it only adds to the selling value right!!?

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