Bad Papaw

I guess the crystal blue skies and crisp fall air really sparked Papaw's creative juices early one Sunday morning.

His medium?   A blue Crayola marker and two preschoolers.

It wouldn't have been so bad, but for the blue dots on their noses. I tried, unsuccessfully, to remove said blue dots before church. I sent this first text to Dad at 9:55am, Sunday, November 13 while he and Mom were driving back to Tennessee.

They still looked like Smurfs up until Thursday.

Good one, Papaw. Good one. :-)