Red Handed

On our hour long drive home from Grandma's house the other night, Whitlee was falling apart.  It was bedtime and she was bored.  Ashlyn, being the nice sister that she is, gave her a marker and a paper to draw with.  I didn't realize that the kid had been given a marker, and Ashlyn apparently didn't know about the current marker ban on Whitlee, as that kid is currently OBSESSED with markers and giving herself tattoos along with all of our walls.

The resulting mayhem:

At least it was washable... no such luck for what she did to the walls downstairs.