Deep in the thick of blanket-stitching, things in the house had gottan errily silent. Corynn was outside, splashing and cooling off (it was a horrible hot 8:00am, let me tell you!) and the Panda was downstairs.
After a minute or two of giving him the benefit of the doubt (he is a good Panda, after all...) I put down my stitching and headed downstairs. To find this. Or, a similar scene. THIS shows a black background.
If only I were so lucky.
Andrew had scribbled on...
1) The basement door
2) The wall
3)Three stairs leading DOWN to the basement
4) Monach chyrsalise frame
5) the top towel in a load of freshly dried clothes basket
Oh yeah... AND...