Some days things just don’t quite work out…

In the middle of trying to sort out our new house (and failing), CJ took to the walls with crayons.

Every young boy needs to do it at some point, but I just wish he’d waited until we weren’t in a rental (that is if we every sort our house out which is touch and go).

He knows he wasn’t meant to do it, but it’s hard to be mad when he’s so proud of it.