Writing's On the Wall

I don't know what it is. It's like my kids have anti-blogging radar or something. "Oh, Mommy's going to post something. It's probably going to be about us. We must stop this insane ranting propaganda!" I'm on the computer now. Does that mean I've prevailed? Just barely. Miranda's dumping all of her Duplo blocks on me to keep her brother from getting them. Okay, now she's putting them away. Little Miss Sense-Of-Propriety and Lady Draws-On-Walls (as you can see below).


Just when I think I've coralled all of the crayons and established the "draw at the table ONLY" restriction, she finds another crayon from *somewhere* unknown (probably the same place our DVD and tv remote controls are) and creates another masterpiece on our livingroom walls. Yes, the same livingroom walls we plan to paint WHITE... yup, I love to live dangerously...