A pumpkin

OK, so we have a cream colored ottoman. Kind of stupid with two young children, right?

Well, until last weekend it wasn't a problem, but on Sunday morning Sophia decided to take advantage of my nap (at 6:30 AM) and draw a pumpkin on the ottoman.

She knew better.

When Will got up and I told him what happened he yelled at her. She burst into tears and I could tell she felt bad. It tugged at my heart, but not enough that I wasn't still mad about it.

She knew better.

The markers are "washable" so you would think the marker would come out, but low and behold it's still there...only now it's smeared all over.! Hmph!!

Will made her help him clean up the mess. Of course, she was wearing a costume of some sort. In this case it was a winter hat and a velvet holiday dress over her clothes.

I have yet to get my hands on the mess and try to remedy the situation. I'm planning on doing it this week now that both of our Valentine's Day parties are over. But in honor of our two parties I did a task that I had been putting off for months. I painted over all the scuff marks and drawings on the walls. It made a huge difference and I swear I won't wait as long next time...(yeah, right).