I shall now refer you to exhibit A:
I had playgroup at my house yesterday. After all the kids were gone and I was cleaning up the remnants, the phone rang. It was my sister. Just as I picked up the phone located in our bathroom I came across this lovely piece of artwork, compliments to a dapper young fella in my playgroup.
It didn't take me long to guess the culprit. The names said it all...
My sister calmly told me to try the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser. After all, I did have an entire garbage sack full of them. (I gave them as white elephants to family for Christmas). I was skeptical. The proof was on top of the counter. A black, permanent sharpie.
I waited for Josh to get home. He casually retrieves the "Magic."
The verdict? Clean. I thank Luke for his Picasso masterpiece; however, I will be sending his mom a bag of Mr. Clean Magic Erasers for Christmas, Birthday, Hanukuh, St. Patricks Day and Valentine's Day. Maybe even the 4th of July. (Thanks Christin!! I love Luke and I love having him in play group.)