"Wax on, Wax off" (If you're lucky anyway)

On a stormy Friday evening, I was relaxing watching the tube, when suddenly there was a quick rap at the door, and Taylon burst in out of breath. He had run up the stairs to bring a tale of woe and misery, a tale, that would ultimately lead to utter destruction! Panting, and hardly able to control his desire to get his brother and sister in trouble, he spilled a tale of pillows being thrown in the living room, and one landing SMACK! right in the middle of my Scentsy. (It's basically a large candle warmer). As I ran down the stairs to take inventory of the damage, I was beside myself, and as governor and president of this house, I thereby declared it in a state of emergency! There was wax on the walls, wax on the splash board in the kitchen, wax on the floor, wax in the sink, wax on the soap, wax on the dishes, you name it, and it was splattered with red smelly wax! Ali was frantically scrubbing the wall, scrubbing so hard infact, that she scrubbed the paint right off the wall, as well as the wall beneath, creating a lovely, if not a bit modern and contemporary hole--or new addtion to my living room--it really is quite lovely, I wish you could all see it. It is now well after the actual occurrence, and still, I am scrubbing wax out of grout, and finding wax bits everywhere! Curse you wax maufacturers, for not making a kid friendly wash away wax. I'm going to patent the Karate Kid candle, it will say, "No worries mom! wax spill? Wax on, wax off! It's as simple as that!"