Every-once-in-awhile I'll inspect the damage of my lower legs, ankles, and feet and each time they are more colorful, more puffy and bumpy, and it really does look like a toddler took a marker to my legs!
Pete was in the bathroom with me as I got in the shower this morning. He saw my legs and exclaimed, "Oooh, color!"
I chuckled a bit and said under my breathe, "Ya, does it look like someone colored on my legs with a marker? That's what happened." I said it kind of sarcastically, thinking, I only WISH that was it and I could just wash it all off.
While I was doing my hair, I hear Pete coming up the stairs. As he rounds the corner into my view, I see he has his pant leg pulled up.
He said, "Color!"
Sure enough, in effort to be like his mom, Pete drew with a blue dry erase marker on both his legs. Funny thing, though, is that it looks amazingly similar to mine. The color, the location, the design...this kid is a genius!
