Wednesday, September 1, 2010
...a little girl has no choice but to find some way to amuse herself!
I was in the kitchen making dinner and Holly was quiet and content playing by herself. This should have been my first clue that something was not right. When she reappeared, she had a black pen in one hand and this little number all over her leg. Thankfully, she had only drawn on a blank yellow poster and on herself. My furniture and walls are still safe...for now.