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Whoa, Momma!

Sharon Kennedy Wynne, Tracey Henry and Suzannah DiMarzio

My new best household friend



Of all of the relationships I have with typical household products, I’d have to say the one wrought with the most tension is with the Sharpie. Mom_sharpie

Ladies, we all know it’s a necessary evil in the game of house. Try labeling a sippy cup with crayon. Adorning  a jacket or sweatshirt tag with a child’s name in a Crayola washable marker isn’t exactly suitable, and I defy you to find your child’s lunchbox amongst 25 identical others with a label written in a number 2 pencil.

There is a time and a place for a Sharpie.

Unfortunately, my 2 year old has found every inappropriate time, place and surface for said Sharpie.

In fact, many rooms of our home are decorated in early Sharpie. The arm of the couch, the dining room wall, the laundry room floor… all accented in permanent black. No matter how many times I’ve banished the cursed marker to the top shelves or hidden in some obscure baby-gated place, I’ve discovered that it also has mysterious purple crayon type properties, and magically winds up in the toddler’s hands.

But no more.

Mom_magiceraser I’ve finally found the anti-Sharpie -- the only thing that takes off the stubborn ink from unwanted surfaces like furniture and walls: the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser

I’ve long been a fan of this product -- it’s a pretty effective cleaner on the weirdest of messes. But to eliminate Sharpie ink from a coffee table? Not only is that magic, but therapeutic as now perhaps Mr. Sharpie and I can continue living under the same roof.

-- Tracey Henry, the Suburban Diva

[Last modified: Thursday, May 13, 2010 11:02am]


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