Again, I'll keep it short.
This morning my Tot got a hold of a sharpie (that I was actively using to address a package, it wasn't just lying around) and proceeded to mark on my coffee table, my tv, my entertainment center, my couch, another table, the kitchen table, the kitchen chairs, every.single.drawer front. in my kitchen, the fridge, the pantry door, the wall, the stove, and the vintage apron that I just bought. And herself. And then she told me "Wow, you sure have a lot of cleaning up to do."
So, I will be taking a break from the Napstravaganza to try and some how get all that crap off every available surface under four feet and trying to punish her in a calm and firm manner while not wringing her neck. You know, I thought Tot was behaving rather well lately....always calmest before the storm.
Update: The punishment was five spankings, 15 minutes of cleaning up the coffee table (that will never be clean again) and the rest of the day spent in her room. It seems that length of punishment, and not severity, is the only way to get through to her. She barely blinked at the spankings but cried her eyes out at the Room Sentence.