This summer my husband and I bought our first-ever, brand-new, no-assembly-required piece of actual furniture. From a furniture store and everything. We bought that couch. Isn't it pretty? It's comfy and the perfect size, and now we actually have living room furniture that looks like it belongs together.
Three months ago, I went upstairs to use the bathroom. I have actually used the bathroom since then too, but you don't need to hear about those trips. Anywho, I went upstairs to use the biff and left my son downstairs in front of the TV for those few minutes.
What was I thinking? Mommies don't get potty breaks.
I came downstairs to find this:
I immediately got on the phone with the furniture store to see if our StainGuard warranty covered massive ink stains caused by unruly toddlers with stupid mothers. Not covered. Shocker. The helpful salesman got on the company computer and looked up what solvent would have the best chance of removing the ink from the upholstery.
He said, "You can either come to the store and buy our $30 bottle of solvent, or it says here you can also just use rubbing alcohol."
"You mean the stuff you get at the drug store for 88 cents?"
"I'll try that first. Thanks."
In a moment of uncharacteristic calm, I managed to snap those before pictures before I got to work. I dug out our bottle of rubbing alcohol and some paper towel, not expecting much. Low and behold.... It worked! Really, really well, in fact! It worked so well that my son is still alive doesn't have to live in the dog's crate.
I can't tell you how relieved I was that I didn't have to explain to my husband that our brand new couch was ruined because I was a neglectful parent. Three cheers for rubbing alcohol!
P.S. It took a little more scrubbing to get the artist clean.