I took Emmy to my mom’s house on Saturday for a little Miss America party. While we were doing this:
Johnny was home with Christopher, football, and beer. Christopher’s friend Easton was also here, and when the daddies put the boys to bed, they found a set of dry erase markers and did this:
After some investigation (and a threatened call to Santa Claus – he still holds quite a bit of post Christmas power), I learned that Easton had the black marker, Christopher the red. Apparently this conversation went like this:
Easton: “Chris, are we allowed to color on your walls?”
Chris: “Um, yeah!”
Then they drew the night away (with only a dim nightlight to guide them).