
This week I heard Grace screaming during rest time. Upon investigation I discovered Faith had written on Grace's "purple" (her blanket) with a red crayon. After assuring her I could wash it I looked up to discover this:

Its kind of hard to see but that is red crayon all the way from the window to the changing table. Grace actually wrote part of her name on the wall and part on the furniture. And if you could see the artwork more clearly you can clearly see where Faith "drew" and then Grace took a turn. At least they shared the one crayon they found under their bed, right? (Okay, maybe not!) It took us (Oh, yes Grace & Faith were required to scrub the entire time) twenty minutes of scrubbing to remove it from the wall. Apparently this crayon wasn't so washable. But, don't worry purple easily came clean in a single visit to the washing machine. If only I could have stuck their wall in there. But, that wouldn't have been near as effective of a teaching moment, huh? Oh, the joys of little ones. I know I'm gonna miss this....someday.