It’s been about a year since we discovered this on Anna’s bedroom wall.
Kris decided that we should let her keep this sketch of her name. But, not before a long discussion on why she was to never do it again.
Fast forward to yesterday evening. In walks Anna into the family room.
“Mom, I need you to wet a towel for me.”
“Why?” I queried.
“Because, I did something I’m not supposed to do.”
I walked into her room, and this is what I saw on her door entrance:
With permanent marker.
If I know Kris, he’ll allow her to keep this work of art, too. Because, after all, boys are NOT allowed in her room.