don't choose your legs.
Oh dear! I could be Pollyanna about this and say, at least she didn't write on the walls couldn't I? After doing this we went over to Granny and Papa's (Russ and Judy's) and after only being there a few minutes Evelyn asked, "Uhm, Granny? Can I use your baftub? I need to give my legs a baf" Apparently, she was aware of the problem.
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Maybe this is the launch of some type of medical career! It looks amazingly like...well, never mind. She's an explorer!
yep, it could've been the wall...or the couch...or your favorite bedspread. Count your blessings! ;)
Oh my...I know how you feel. Even funnier...I was checking out your blog with Gabe on my lap and he saw the picture and grabbed the pen that was on the desk next to us and proceeded to attempt to recreate E's master piece on his own legs. Thankfully I caught on quickly. :)
I wonder if she wanted her legs to look like Andy's...? Thankfully she's washable!
Know Evelyn had fun and who knows maybe she's going to be an artist. Glad you took a picture, she'll appreciate it when she's famous.
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