So I go into Samuel’s room tonight and find his blue wall covered in white chalk. It was actually kind of pretty – but in a totally inappropriate way. I mean, even I know you shouldn’t let your 3 year old color on the wall. What if he used a red marker next time? Or even worse, orange???
So I stiffled the laughter and went to get Brad. Because I knew I couldn’t keep a straight face long enough to discipline him.
Brad gave him the obligatory swats and then got him ready for bed while I got the other two ready for bed and settled in front of a Christmas cartoon I recorded. Then I traded with Brad and got a wet cloth for Samuel to use to clean the wall. Thankfully, the white chalk was easy to clean off.
After we were done with the clean-up, we went to his bathroom to brush his teeth, and that’s when I noticed part of his supper still on his face. So I used the wet rag to wipe around his mouth and while I was working he looked up at me and said “Hey, stop wiping my face! I’m not the wall!!!”
I don’t know where he gets it.
Don’t worry, he got it! Just Sunday on the way home, Dad & I remarked about how his personality is really coming to life. Wasn’t he cute?