"Oh my G-d!" I heard Wil exclaim from the other couch. Wil is a really mellow guy, so I knew something truly shocking must be occurring. I looked over and saw this:
Here was the culprit/artist:
So we immediately put the graffiti artist in time-out, but he did not stay. Instead he chose to turn the air purifier on and off several times and then returned to the wall to finish his piece.
I have no more words.
He even put on his artist hair-do on for this! Tres chic!
ReplyDeleteHA HA HA! He sure did. He is an ar-teest!
ReplyDeleteWell....it was a good picture. LOL!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha! Seriously! I love the color choice. Green is my favorite color!
ReplyDeleteDrawing on the walls is every child's birthright. Growing up, our house had an abundance of crayon-graffitti. Just expect it, and don't bother painting the house until Ari is about 9 years old.
ReplyDeleteTotally a rite of passage! They need to do it. In fact, it was the one and only time my brother was spanked. He wrote on the walls one to many times with his buddy. I think they were drawing elephants? I'm not entirely sure.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I don't know if I did it. I think I did.
We have green grafitti on our walls too. It's quite lovely. ;)
ReplyDeleteIt annoys me some days. But then I realize that one day our walls will be clean, and freshly painted and my boys will be grown... and I will miss the days when little fingers decorated the walls however they pleased.
What a lovely way to look at it. Thanks Sidnie!
ReplyDeleteIt totally happens :)
ReplyDeletePlease do share your story about this, Julie!
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