Jess, I know you will particularly enjoy this story.
Yesterday morning, Kyan woke me up asking me to open his new pack of colours, which like a true amateur I did. I rolled over minutes later to see rows of beautiful crayon colours all over my nice cream sheets. So I stripped the bed, washed and dried the sheets and re-made the bed.
This morning, I noticed that Kyan was a little quiet. I walked into the bedroom to this:
Of course, what kind of scrapbooker would I be if I didn't get this photo:
...and after a busy morning of re-decorating: