Day Three of Crayon-gate
If Big E finds his crayons without my knowledge and decides to draw an impromptu portrait on our wall, hardwoods, carpet, etc., I will be super mad.
My other concern is that Big E recently has started eating them. I'm all for school spirit, but when Big E housed half of his blue crayon during the Gator game on Saturday, things had gone too far for Mrs. Yoy. Blue teeth are not that cool.
I looked in all of the usual hiding places to no avail. I snapped open the file cabinet drawer expecting to see a crayon rainbow staring back at me. Nope.
I keep asking him where they are and he looks at me like he knows, but won't give up the location. I feel like I'm on an episode of 24. Tick-tock, tick-tock. I just have to find these crayons before Big E does. The consequences are dire.