Well, That Was Unexpected

I just … but … I thought you were sleeping, Josephine.

  

She was NOT. A lone crayon was left in her bedroom the other night, and when I went to check on her, I saw that beauty, turned on the lights, and saw she was also sporting a crayon mustache, goatee, and nail polish.

The worst part is, I love it. I think it’s the most interesting design she’s drawn to date. If it were on a piece of paper, I would have framed that baby.

In related news, I welcome all tips for getting crayon out of carpet.