A Fine Display

No, this isn't a nice practice sheet of paper that Henry wrote his name on.  It's the wall in our breakfast room.  Of our house we've lived in for TWELVE days.  Last week he wrote his name on the kitchen table.  With a Sharpie he snuck out of the marker bucket.  Kept on top of a cabinet.  The week before he carved his name with a toy into a drawer of his dresser.  He obviously hasn't figured out yet to start writing David's name.