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Monday, February 28, 2011

Bedtime Was Late Tonight

Meet #3. He likes to color. With black crayon. On his sister's dresser.

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and television

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and table, and dolly crib, and desk.

It could have been worse: it could have been magic marker. Like the last time.

In related news, #1 got a lecture about responsibility going all the way up the chain of command, as I scrubbed black crayon with her, while #3 was playing, pretending to scrub black crayon, exclaiming "DiskUStig! GROSS! DisgUSting!"

My Darling Wife, not having put out her own elbow grease, was greatly amused.

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