Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Poor Josiah

"Garrison drawed on me."  Those were the words I could hear Josiah crying as he walked into the kitchen one day.  The poor little guy.

I had to take a picture of him before I wiped it off.

After I cleaned Josiah up I went and asked Garrison why he drew on his brothers face, hand, neck and scalp.  He answered, "well, he was happy so I drew on him."  Like, duh mom.  


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