A couple of weeks ago, Bennett asked if she could hang a couple of posters in her room because her little bulletin board was full. I said it would be fine. I should have realized what would happen next. KABOOM!
POSTER EXPLOSION. This is what can be seen as of today. This is just one wall, mind you.
Here is another wall. I think things are getting a bit out of hand.
And it doesn't stop there. Ainsley has the fever as well. So far her "signs" are limited to one side of her bedroom door. I have also confiscated all Scotch tape and hidden it. I feel the need to regain some control. Who taught these girls that paper was such an acceptable form of wall decor?
I think we can safely point the finger at their father. Here we have the south wall of the garage...
...and the north wall of the garage. Ridiculous.
As as I close, a little creepiness for your morning blog read. As I was taking pictures of Bennett's walls, I stumbled on to...you guessed it...Rubber Fetus. R.F. is snuggled up in two tiny Santa caps this morning. Weird.
I also found Repunzel resting on a soup dish. She appears to be "Tangled" up in fuzzy googly-eyed somethings. Double weird.
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