So there are all kinds of graffiti happening in my Trenches.
The boyz are on a rampage.
With each other.
But hey, who am I to stop them in their creativity? Who am I to hinder their writing progress? Who am I to halt their love of learning and words?
It seems that whenever someone creates a writing project, colors a picture, or basically LEAVES ANY SORT OF PAPER lying (laying?) around, it becomes fair game.
For the resident graffiti artists.
For example, 5 year old Baby spent quite a bit of time on this pencil and paper rendering of a house:
But alas, his work of art was defaced.
They are starting to attack me!
Guess what I just discovered at the end of my grocery list?
"Poop Crybaby 2010"!
Needless to say, Santa Claus is NOT bringing any new art supplies to our Trenches this year.