The Pen

The day after we got home from my parents house in North Carolina I was rushing around the house to catch up on things that I had missed while I was gone. I put on Sesame Street for Jackson and I went to the back to put some laundry away. I came back out and sat down on the couch to fold some more laundry and that is when I saw it. Out of the corner of my eye I could see something black, something black on my brown couch. I slowly turned my head to find that Jackson had practiced his circles with a pen on our couch. My eyes went wide, all I could say was, "Time out" and then "Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!". That is when all the pregnancy hormones overflowed and I began to cry. I didn't know what else to do. Jackson walked straight to time out and then started to cry because I was crying and kept saying, "I'm sorry mommy, I'm sorry mommy." I was still in shock and was frozen staring at the couch. Now I know that although this was the first time something in our house was maimed by my child it will not be the last, but the first time is always hard. Luckily, when we bought the couch we bought a fabric protection plan and someone is going to come out and clean it. Needless to say all the pens in the house are very high up now.