Writing on the wall

A few years ago I got a little overzealous and ripped the wallpaper off the wall in the halfway. The kids are allowed to write and draw on the walls until I work up the courage to do something about it.

It's always interesting to see what they do; sometimes it's part of an imaginary game, at times its messages of love, sometimes it's drawing, other times it's just sibling indifference. Like these two statements. One clearly doesn't give a shit that the other one doesn't like clowns.