Rub a Dub- Draw in the Tub

One of the earliest memories that I can remember from my childhood is when I would take baths. My parents would get my siblings and I this wonderful invention about once every year. It was a washable marker/crayon thing, but what was great about it was that you can write on the bathtub walls with it. This is a wonderful gift to get your child if they are the creative type and express your creativity in....not so wonderful ways such as drawing on the walls, keeping fish in the toilet bowl, building lego communities in the cabinet...not very approved actions for a 2 year old in the bathroom. Anyways, these magical markers were so amazing! After you drew your "masterpiece", all you had to do was wipe it down with a wet cloth and it was magically gone! It was amazing! So anyways, I tried to find these markers a couple weeks back because I randomly rememberd them, but I couldn't find them anywhere! So, I went online and I finally found them! I think I finally figured out what to ask for Christmas.....

CHRISTMASS!!! (part 2)

We left the next day and drove about 3 hours to look at this pup named Wally. We got up to the rescue farm which was actually just a house with a shed out behind it and lots of metal-wire cubicles to house the rescued dogs and cats. When we got out of the car, my heart was breaking in half. All the animals were barking and meowing halfway to tell the owner that people were there and the other half was them crying out hoping that we would be the people that would get them out of there and take care of them. If I could and was rich enough, I would have bought every single animal there even the cats even though I highly dislike cats. Anyways, we walked into the house and filled out paperwork and then waited. We got introduced to the owner who after our introductions, walked outside to go get Wally. It was a nervous couple of minutes waiting to see if this dog was going to be as wonderful as I hoped it would be or if it would be a broken down animal who would run away at the hint of an outstretched hand. But, in came Wally running and hopping around like a little bunny rabbit. He wasn't super hyper like most little dogs, but he deffently likes to scope out a new place that he's brought to. He went around the room sniffing everything and everyone. He turned out to be perfect, from his floppy ears to his long tail and his little goofy smile, he was exactly how I pictured and hoped he would be. He turned out to be the best Christmas present I've ever recieved.