Some days....

....things just happen.

Curiosity gets the best of us and we do things just to see what will happen, or what it will be like.

This was one of those days, folks.

While i was busy studying for a class that i'm taking, my daughter was playing with her stamping stuff. You know, the crafty box with all of the wooden stamps that comes with a stamp pad that you can easily clean off? Yep, that one.

It seems that Destructor-Girl Emma felt that this pad that she had in her box of stamps wasn't 'working' well enough, so, she decides to use the one that she saw me use earlier in the day.

My Japanese-Black-Permanent-No-Rub-Off-EVER-Ink.

Yep, that one.

As you can see, the 'thrill' of using my Japanese-Black-Permanent-No-Rub-Off-EVER-Ink was just too much fun, so my dear Emmie decided to stamp with her fingers. And hands. And her face, too, apparently.

Awesome.

Absolutely AWESOME.

Nothing like trying to scrub off PERMANENT BLACK INK off a child!

It's kinda like nailing jell-o to a tree, you know.

I did manage to get it off her face, arms, and legs, but had little luck on her hands and fingers. I was truly feeling like Mom of the Year...and i had no one to blame but myself as i am the one who left the stupid ink pad out in the first place.

I hate when that happens. I hate when it really IS my fault.

Needless to say, all of my ink is now hidden in the house.

Let's hope that the ink stays hidden...