Nick was practicing his numbers the other night, when he started to draw on his hands. I told him not to and then moved onto washing my face. I came back in to find him totally coloring his hands. Then he lifted his sleeves and said "Look, I'm a tiger!" Several minutes of scrubbing barely took the blue away. When we went to take his shirt off (which had gotten wet from the scrub) it revealed tiger stripes on the belly too.
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