Philip has had a pack of dry erase markers in his room since December. I left them there so he could dry on the white board in his room.
I should have know better.
For example, I should have remembered this:
or even this:
But I didn’t.
That’s why, when I got home from work on Tuesday evening, Peter greeted me with a kiss and the words, “Go check out your son.”
We have plans to repaint all of the interior walls of the house. Philip’s room was in the worse condition when we moved in because the previous owners had put up a wallpaper border at the top, plus images scattered on the walls. It appears they attempted to remove some of these pictures, but most were only partially torn off. It was quite a mess.
Philip didn’t see a mess, however. He saw a blank canvas.
Can you tell he is into drawing balloons?
Frankly, I think Philip’s marker work is quite an improvement. I was less pleased that he also decorated his shirtsleeves in addition to tattooing his hands and forearms. He also drew on an empty diaper box.
I’ve removed the markers from his room. Of course, he has markers elsewhere in the house. Let’s hope that the abundance of drawing paper and coloring books will keep him occupied.