Thursday, April 24, 2008

What happens when I'm:

1. Obnoxiously proud of my daughter's artistic endeavors.
2. Busy blogging doing laundry.
3. Stupid enough to give my three year old a pen to write a letter to Grandma.

You know, it's really great that Grace knows how to write my name. It's a thrill. It makes me so proud. I just wish she didn't use the dining room wall as a writing surface.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Mister Clean Magic Erasers work well-I know from experience!

The Daniels 6 said...

Somehow "Colin" magically appeared scratched into the back panel of our van, as well as a smiley face on the gas cover about 3 years ago. HMMMMM.