A flip flop wearing mama's attempt at blogging.
Ha ha ha! Oh, sorry...my deepest condolences. ;)
Hahaha! At least it wasn't the walls, like my little one would do. I don't know how many times I have pulled out the touch up paint or the goo gone to get crayon, marker and pen off the walls from him being able to get them when Kalena leaves them out. Only more times to come like this. Isn't it joyful?
Oh man... I'm sure that's not the end of that. Aren't big sisters great?
Oh, I have a few pics just like this (actually much worse--more color and more coverage). It's like a kid rite of passage (or a mom rite of passage).
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