Blessed Crayon's...

So while I was on the phone my little artist decided to branch out from paper on the kitchen table. When I got off the phone I asked him "What happened? Who did this?" His reply was simple "Daddy did it mommy". Ahhh, there he stood looking very guilty, with red crayon still in hand. I hated to break the news to him that Daddy was in fact at work still! We always thought whatever baby we had would definatly blame our dog Samson, now we know its Daddy!