I want to be like Dad!

Imitation it the greatest flattery. Tuesday when I woke up Ryder I saw something on his face. It was still dark in his room so I figured he must have a snotty nose and needed it wiped. As I sat him down to check closer it wasn't snot at all. Instead it was blue ball point pen mustache and goatee. He looked up shyly and told me he wanted to be big like dad. The giggles started and grew louder as Dave tried to wash it off.

Thank goodness it wasn't a black sharpie and it came clean with only a little scrubbing.