After putting Mason in the stroller this morning, I walked back into Marcus’s room and found him on top of the changing table, finger painting with butt paste.
My Nikon was downstairs but I figured what the hell, I already had a pretty decent mess to clean up so I might as well just shut him back in there for another minute and get some good pictures. I love what he did with his hair in the meantime.
When I explained that there would be no walk this morning because we had to clean up, he immediately pitched in with the purell.
He’s such a team player. It’s a shame he’s going barefoot for the rest of the summer.