BIG Trouble...

Well, it's official. X is definitely my son and my mother's prayers have been answered. For those of you who need a little background, my mother has always told her children that her prayer is we will have children just like us. Well, when I was about 3, I got into my mother's make-up and made myself real pretty. :-) Today, X decided that he needed to decorate himself (and our king-sized quilt) with my permanent ink stamps. He is a very big mess and I'm trying to figure out how to save our quilt. Ugh. X received his first real punishment too. :-( Not my favorite part of parenting, but I'm pretty sure X is going to stop digging through Mommy's things when he's supposed to be taking a nap.