Alternatively titled: Why my son is no longer allowed to use markers.
(And, yes, I nearly had a heart attack before spotting the bright red marker in his brother’s hand.)
Previous post: My daughter, the Princess
Next post: A Year in Photos
12 · 21 · 2008
Alternatively titled: Why my son is no longer allowed to use markers.
(And, yes, I nearly had a heart attack before spotting the bright red marker in his brother’s hand.)
Previous post: My daughter, the Princess
Next post: A Year in Photos
© Copyright 2012 Jill Smokler. Scary Mommy reserves the right to use all message board postings, confessions, and comments anonymously, in any medium.

{ 35 comments }
← Previous Comments
Man, I so hate markers, even the washable ones. I always feel like such a bad mom when I have to scrub their skin raw!
Oh wow. I have to show my son this pic. He loves Batman and Joker right now.
Too cute! The girls at brownies colored red dots on their noses at the meeting last week. I was a little surprised. These are girls after all…
Haha! Love it!
Someone has been watching mommy put on lipstick… (And if that’s the case, honey, you could use a few pointers!)
.-= Kekibird´s last blog ..Night Swimming =-.
← Previous Comments
Comments on this entry are closed.