Local Artist

 One afternoon I was in the living room and I knew that Juliana had gone into the kitchen just moments ago.  A few minutes later, she got very quiet....and then I heard light scribbling.  I tip-toed over and peeked around the corner.  Our little local artist was busy making her mark, or marks, on our kitchen floor.  (Thank goodness for Magic Erasers!  The crayon comes right off so I let her color to her heart's content!)

She was so happy and proud of her "work!"