In gratitiude for all the hard work I have done preparing for his little birthday celebration AND for the past five years of unrelenting love, my son gave me a gift---
ON MY FRONT DOOR:
Aren't I lucky? Actually, he first tried to blame it on Lauren (2.5) who was armed with a crayon. But evidence pointed to Ben who was (after all) holding the pen, and oh, and he can write!
After he realized that I had him cornered...he gave me a big hug and said "I love you, Mom."
For some reason, this worked....probably because today he turns five and I know his crazy behavior will not last forever and because I have Mr. Clean magic eraser which takes almost anything off anything and because I didn't want to harm him first thing on his birthday!
I am sure he will do something else incredibly dumb tomorrow and we can go back to time outs as usual---but not today!