Lately William has been really into coloring he will color a paper until it hardly has any white left on it. Every time he brings me a paper I let him know how proud I am of him. The other day William was in our hall for a long time after a while I went to see what he was doing. He had a colored pencil in his hand and he looked up at me and said "Mommy look!" The hallway was dark so at first I didn't see anything, then I saw the "masterpiece" it was hard to get angry at him when he looked so pleased with himself. All I can say is that I'm thankful for magic erasers. A couple days later William colored one of our couch cushions with pen, he got punished for that one. Thank goodness for microfiber couches and hairspray! Or else William would still be in timeout!
