Sunday Night at the Popcorn residence. I’m at the dining room table feeding Big G some creamed green beans (Yum!). Gabby is busy coloring in her room with markers. Suddenly a cry is heard!
Gabby: I’m SPIDER-MAN!!!
Me: What’s that sweetie?
Gabby: (Still unseen in her room) I’m SPIDER-MAN!!
ME: I wanna see Spider-Man. Come here.
Gabby: (Runs into the dining room area, not a stitch of cotton on but smeared with inks. She jumps at me and shouts) I’M SPIDER-MAN!!!!
ME: (Laughing) Wow …. Look mom! Spider-Man! And she’s got the right colors and everything. Red and blue markers. Good job.
Wife: Don’t worry. Those are non-toxic, washable markers.
Gabby: (Runs madly around the living room shouting) I’m SPIDER-MAN!!!
(One hour later Gabby takes a bath. We find that said markers are not, in fact, washable. More like fadeable, but not washable)