My little darling is 6 years old, and I still spend the extra dollar or so to buy good name-brand washable markers for many reasons.
Here is one:
And here is another:
I think he was trying to recreate this one he got at the Wild Rumpus a few weeks ago, done with real face paint.
Bad Mommy got so engrossed in an article in the Sunday paper she did not notice that he was spending an awfully long time in the bathroom after breakfast.
A little soap and water and he was all cleaned up to go play outside… in the mud.
Have a great Sunday.