It so amazes me how my devilish little angel can go from this:

A polite, brilliant, intent little artist coloring pictures of, and I quote, bird, sun, scary monster, train track, and camel (I’m assuming he went with the abstract interpretation) while Mommy makes lunch.

To this:

A crazed graffiti vandal hungry for a thrill while Mommy puts Kate down for a nap.

Come to think of it, our fridge was in need of a little makeover.