Time to Ban Bob?!

A few nights ago, on the way up to bed, I made a stop in the loft to chat with Alex & Nic. Nic had THAT face. And there was a purple crayon on the floor.

I sighed, loudly. (did you hear it from your neck of the woods?!)

That is my couch, peeps. And apparently there was a yellow-green crayon floating around, too. You have to admit... the kid does have some talent. Even if his brain cannot distinguish between canvas and microfiber.

That little censor up there... I am sure was completely innocent. I hope. If you feel like you can't handle the truth, cast your eyes away! Otherwise, here is the uncensored version:

Good news, he had that bad boy cleaned up and sparkling before I woke up the next morning. [Which is the order I barked as my bedroom door slammed. Best parenting moment, ever. So far.]