Oh yes. The amazing work of two small children with two black sharpie markers. They were "playing quietly" while I was on the other side of the house cleaning our sun room (which had become a storage closet). I came in to find this....
Well, I calmly and furiously (is that possible?) yelled and asked what possessed them to write on the wall...with SHARPIE markers of all things.
I recieved back looks of shock, as they wondered what possessed me to get so angry? Apparantly, drawing on paper or the wall is easily interchangable.
I knew they didn't really think much about it as Nicholas kindly showed me "a river with fish in it."
I figured coloring on the bathtub and tile walls with bath crayons broke down some natural barriors of what constitutes a suitable place for coloring. Of course, they would find sharpies instead of using the 346 washable markers we have laying around everywhere.
He promised he wouldn't do it again, or do it in the basement either.
"The basement?" I asked in bewilderment. A slight brush of panic....heading to the basement....
My gosh, it looked like the work of 20 people!! Was I really cleaning that long? Not shown is a rocking chair, lamp shade, and various other items wonderfully adorned in creative expression.
Luckily it comes off woodwork with hairspray.
The walls will be repainted...so glad we have ample amounts of spare time to do that.
Oh the happy joys of parenting.