Two words...
Magic Erasers.
I swear they must be a gift from God. Seriously.
We just moved in to our new house last week. Already one of the boys(my money is on Quinn!) has found a crayon and "colored" one of our walls. Our WHITE walls. With a red crayon. A RED CRAYON.
Mr. Clean, I love you so. If I were not already married, and you weren't a commercial character, I am sure we could of had a beautiful relationship. A very loving, possibly dirty, relationship.
2 comments:
I have a crush on Mr. Clean as well, but I'll let you have him. I'm pretty serious with the Swiffer Wet Jet.
Wordnerd- That's big of ya! I was prepared to fight you for him anyway!
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