A few months ago, we had a bathroom graffiti artist that marked up our walls and then, tried to frame her brother. She struck again, a few days later.
And then ... a few days after that, all bets were off and the bathroom walls turned in to a whole new medium for our budding artists.
"Puff", courtesy of Charlie. Sometimes I think that he should write and illustrate a children's book. The man has talent.
Now we just leave a box of crayons in the bathroom and everyone that comes to visit puts their mark on the walls...
And this bathroom which I had once been desperate to upgrade, has since become one of my favorite rooms in the house. Even in spite of the toilet that wobbles whenever you sit down.