My own personal grafitti artist has struck again.
Despite all our rules about putting crayons away, no pens within reach of our youngest little artist, all art supplies neatly LOCKED UP ... somehow, he found a pencil.
One innocuous little pencil turned several walls into an Alien Castle. Big enough for all the aliens to live in. And, apparently, we have an overabundance of aliens around here. So we NEEDED an alien castle, so they would go away.
I hope they were all safely nestled in their beds when I got out the cleaning supplies and helped the artist wipe away his creation. So now they can't come out and bother us anymore.
And for now we're looking forward to spring, and that great vast canvas known as the SIDEWALK (clean-up provided by Mother Nature).