I was on the phone with my mom when I heard the two syllable call, "MO-OM!"
"Ethan's painting hisself with the markers!"
Sure enough. Don't worry, he managed to plaster himself to the wall as he was running away from me and all his fresh ink transferred. So, now I have a little purple-orangey smudge on my wall that I haven't quite gotten around to cleaning off properly.
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Sorry, pal. If my Rachelle is any indication, this is just the start. And if you are anything like me, you'll scrub the walls clean for a week or so, and then give up and give it a few months until he gets through this phase and then you'll get around the cleaning up the marks everywhere. If you are smart, you'll buy stock in Mr. Clean Magic Erasers right now.
A little part of me wonders how far on his body he would have gotten if you hadn't stopped him...that's some pretty serious color on his little arm.
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