There's a commercial that's been running which shows a mom interrupting her daughter drawing on the living room wall.
Instead of having a human reaction i.e.
WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY FRESHLY PAINTED LIVING ROOM WALLS?
The mom laughs it off, grabs a handy empty picture frame, and places it around her daughter's "artwork".
Who does that?
I have no idea what the commercial is advertising as my mind goes red with anger and I black out.
So imagine my surprise when I noticed the wall just outside my laundry room was decorated by my own spunky, adorable kid. It's a handmade masterpiece, hand being the key word.
I haven't matched up hand prints yet to determine the suspect, but my money is on Little E.
Big E is always washing his hands.
Little E is always drooling and eating things with his hands like syrup and cottage cheese (not mixed together). Then he runs his sticky, wet hands over the tires of my minivan to create the perfect tool for this wall impression.
Maybe I'll date the hand prints and we can use them to measure how big Little E is getting.