What You See When You Look Up

It was decision time for Dallas and Rebecca--paint their ceilings white or paint them the same color as the walls. As we were looking overhead to determine if our home has white ceilings or if our ceilings match the wall paint color, Rebecca saw something.

It was discovered behind the beam supporting the kitchen bay window and was up close to the ceiling line.

(We didn't find the arrow--I added that for pointing purposes...).

We saw this:

For the past few days I have been feeling very sorry for Sarah and all the trouble she's been having with her little wild "hooligan" as she calls her firstborn son who is getting into all sorts of things and is driving her crazy a lot of the time.

Perhaps Eli comes by his feisty little attitude naturally. If she thinks the terrible twos are bad (launching spoonfuls of tomato soup onto the walls), just wait to see what he comes up with when he's a teenager (writing graffiti on the walls).

I, for one, will just sit back and enjoy the stories! And by the way, Sarah, how in the world did you reach up that high to write your name? I couldn't even come close to reaching it to take a picture while standing on a stool. Thank goodness for the zoom feature on the camera.