That's red dry-erase marker. He also got the tile floor in the kitchen, wood floor in the hallway/breakfast, and the freezer door. (And, we found out later, Desmond's carseat.) It cleaned up relatively easily with a combination of Magic Eraser + rubbing alcohol on a toothbrush, but that's not how I was expecting to spend any time this evening.
Even weirder? I wasn't even remotely upset about any of it. Laughed, in fact. I think he's wearing me down.
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