Holy cow, Tatum is hard to keep up with. I don't know how she has so much energy and how she is so naturally drawn to trouble. For instance, we have a baby gate at the top of our stairs but one side doesn't seem to be as secure as I would like it (one of Brennan's projects while I'm gone). So I spend a good portion of my day retrieving Tatum from banging and pushing on the baby gate. She thinks it's hilarious.
One day she was playing in our bedroom while I was getting ready and she was mysteriously quiet. I found her on Brennan's side of the bed and she had found the pen on his nightstand and had drawn all over her leg. I can't imagine she knows what a pen does. But then it's strange, usually things go straight to her mouth, not rubbed on her legs. I tried to get a picture of it but most of it is covered by her arm.