My daughter had a little friend over playing – and I was trying to keep track of them and take care of my nine month old son. I thought I was doing a fair job. Then I looked down at my son – as I was carrying him down the stairs. He had purple smeared all over his little baby face. While I was holding him, he had been happily munching on one of his sister’s purple crayons – and I hadn’t even noticed. Needless to say, I felt like Mom of the Year.
Right away, I did a finger sweep and got any large pieces out of his mouth. Then I cleaned up his face. I didn’t really think he’d swallowed much – if any of the crayon.
But later, after I’d nearly forgotten about the incident, Miles filled a diaper for me. As I was rinsing it, I noticed these pretty little purple patches. Lots of purple crayon pieces intermixed with the poo. I laughed. Apparently he’d eaten more than I thought. I tossed the diaper into the wash with all the other dirty diapers and it came out without a spot. Bright white – like always. The white T-shirt I had been wearing didn’t fare as well and I still have a purple stain on the front from his crayon drool.
That crayon was no match for the suedecloth lining of the KaWaii one size.