So, despite our efforts (including Zac staying in the building until 4:30 am to talk to the custodial crew), it seems Liz's painting is gone. It sucks.
Yeah, so while I was eating dinner, Logan went into his room, got into the Eucerine cream lotion stuff, and rubbed it all over his shirt. So I decided maybe we'd skip the bath tonight and just lotion him up before he went to bed. Naughty, naughty boy. I hope Santa didn't see that.