Graffiti on the Walls....or the Door

When Hope isn't feeling well, her behavior is...well...more challenging than normal. I have a headache to begin with. My tag team partner, her big brother, is down with the stomach bug...so he's no help. Hope grabs the pen and runs off. I ask nicely for her to bring it back, I count to 2, 5 is way too long for this kid. I hear her writing on something. I ask her to stop and show me what she wrote on, she said those famous 3 words "I don't know". You don't know? Show me....the side of the door. Nice. Fortunately for me, because I lease my lovely home, Mr. Magic Eraser takes it off. Did you know sharpie comes off of carpet as well? It does. Future artist or will she be arrested for graffiti? You decide.