Photographic Evidence

Yesterday I was looking through the pictures on my camera and found several that Ryan took when I didn't know he had my camera.  Most of the pictures were of Cleo

Cute, right. But then I saw this picture

That would be the word "play" written in Ryan's distinct handwriting on a piece of my furniture! 

"Ryan!" I yelled. "Did you write on my furniture?"

At least he knew better than to dispute it when I had the picture right in front of me. He apologized, which is good. The bad part is, I still haven't found where the writing is. Guess I'd better ask him when he wakes up.

And of course all I can think is "Great, he's four and already taking pictures of the stupid things he's doing. This does not bode well for his teen years."