Goofball.

For about a week, I could not figure out what was going on with the marker lids. I kept finding them all over the floor - or even better, in Evan's mouth.

For some reason, Lane stopped putting the tops back on his markers. Each day, as I picked up lids in the most random of places, I would explain to Lane that he must put the lids back on his markers. If he didn't, the markers would dry up and he would not be able to color with them even more.

Or worse - Giggie could choke on one.

Still - dried up markers and lids all over my house.


Then he busted out with this.

Which explains why I have marker lids all over my house.

He's a monster. A scary monster. He chases Evan.

You can't be upset with that.

Right?